Surprise, surprise. I have jumped on the band wagon. (Wait, is that one word or two?) My life, open for ridicule.
Here are a couple things that happened to me in the past couple of days:
1. Car accident on Southwest Trafficway. (I wasn't driving.) We were rear-ended by a massive Ford truck going maybe 40 mph. He said he was on his way "to a meeting with a priest at that Catholic church over there." Um, no Catholic church in sight.
2. The Westport Hallmark is going out of business. This is sad news for someone who sends cards to people for things like getting a new tattoo or passing gas. However, I was able to get $30 worth of cards for about 15 bucks. I rock!
3. Some kid at Subway called me "sir". (I was wearing a skirt, boots, and talking in my six-year-old girl voice). I reassured him that it was okay, that I had been called a lot worse. He was so embarrassed he gave me eight Subway stamps, enough for a free sub the next time I go in. I almost told him he could call me sir anytime if he kept supplying me with free stamps, but he looked about 12. I have sworn off 12-year-old boys, for now.
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