I kinda wanted to tell the ticket agent that I needed to check a second bag loaded with all of my rage, but she was too delighted by my "In Tacos We Trust" shirt and I didn't want to bring her down.
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I went to CVS to pick up a prescription, and the person working at the pharmacy (pharmacy assistant? Not sure what the right title is) saw my name and said, "Oh! You should be in the White House! ... I bet you get that a lot, don't you?"
That's not the first time that's happened at that CVS, right?
Second time. Same pharmacy person. I've seen her a few times. She definitely remembers me -- she asked if I was feeling better, since last time she saw me, I was buying a whole ton of cold medicine and looked pretty miserable -- but she never remembers my name.
Timelies all!
My folks are here, which means the tv is on too loud. Let's see how long it takes for Mr. S to go to sleep tonight.
There was a tiny anti Kavanaugh demonstration in front of our courthouse in town. I think there have been bigger ones but this seemed to be a spontaneous thing.
Someone locally is planning a weekend of healing. I guess they are calling it that so women can do spiritual healing, yoga various things to help deal with the stress.
M and I are leaving for the beach tomorrow. We will have 6 whole days and 2 travel days and I am ready.
Work is stressful. No one is applying and we need about 7 people. I have no idea how we are going to cover our Christmas hours. And people are blatantly stealing from us but we are short handed so they get away with it. We don't see them but we are finding packaging left out in the open.
Jesus, my husband is on the phone with a friend from a previous job, and she's a type where tons of stuff is always going wrong in her life, and I just do not have the mental space to listen to her shit right now.
Last weekend I did passport applications for a family and the mom was a black female public defender and she was wearing an Auntie Maxine Reclaiming My Time t-shirt and I felt it would be unprofessional to say "hell yeah" but tried to convey that sentiment with my eyes.
I am once again not sleeping because I'm filled with so much rage, and I think I'm getting a cold.
I'm sorry, sj. That blows.