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Going in for groceries, a 20 minute trip, I waited a few minutes looking at the truck with its headlights on and engine running. Giving up, I found a slot close by. I leave the store 20 minutes later and the truck is still there, lights on, engine running. And it was then when I saw this adoreable pooch (can't tell the breed but it was a cuddly and lovely critter) looking SADDER THAN HELL.
It's also 11 degrees F outside.
Somebody could have had a free truck AND a loving dog as a bonus prize.
Of course, no wonder corporamerica makes claims about the american people: These two savages - whoops, 16 year olds come into bestbuy. (8PM Friday, jam packed I regret to say...) I needed to make a return. The savages cut in front of me... its girlfriend was appalling STUPID. Amongst other things, not knowing what a "season" was when its boyfriend started drooling over Family Guy volume three for only $24.99... When it goes up to the counter, it wants to make an exchange but - lo and behold - doesn't have its receipt with him. (I ultimately waited 20 minutes because of this throwback to humanity, which also took every opportunity to grope its girlfriend for all to see. Sheesh.)
And tomorrow night will be my final night at the bar. 7PM to midnight I will be there like superglue on a toilet seat. I'm expecting the usual: People gawking and gaping at me as if I don't belong there (and they're right...)
I'm also thinking of a halfway decent (aka taking a giant leak on them) letter of resignation.
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