snapshots of my life

Today, as I was walking across the parking lot to get my mail, a guy who was driving by slowed down, rolled down his window, and said, “how was that history test?” Is this a new pick up line I don’t know about? I looked at him like he was a crazy person and said, “sorry?” He replied, “ooooh” and drove off. Perhaps I should have said, “I haven’t had a history test in about 12 years. But from what I can recall, it wasn’t too bad: a little Martin Luther, 95 or so theses, a church door. You?”

Two days ago, as I browsed the aisles at Petco, the guy looking at cat food next to me was wearing latex gloves. I was unduly disturbed.

Yesterday, I woke up to the realization that I was out of coffee and groggily drove to the nearby grocery store for a latte. An employee talking on his cell phone stared at me, but made no attempt to help me. Finally, he pointed me out to an employee who was putting something on a tray. As she angrily made my latte, she told me that the cell phone employee talks on the phone at least two hours a day, and the other girl (pointing at younger girl wandering about) does nothing. But just wait. Latte making employee was quitting in a week to move to Tucson, and was she going to give them a piece of her mind! She promised that despite her bitterness, she still made me a good latte. And she did. But who’s going to make my lattes after next week?

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