I handed her a $200 check to sign and I didn't answer after she asked "Oh no, what's this?" She didn't know the check was for me.
She told me things would get better. I told her that I've been waiting seven years for things to get better and that they have only gotten worse.
Later, she told me "I don't want you stressing. I stress because I have to," I just lowered my gaze. "There are ten more of those upstairs," I said with a nod to my check. "And that's not counting all the expenses I'm incurring." As she didn't answer, I continued to wonder how she thought I could stop stressing, I'm the one people call when they want a check, and I'm the one they call when the checks bounce.
She laughed when I said that I had to get a day job to subsidize my night job; I remained stone faced.
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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I have 1 million notes in my head and 1 million other notes from other
people Kept in the place where my bathing suit covers. I’m sitting on a
tiny litt...
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