The roller coaster.
Might’ve had to apologize to a fellow shopper as I was chatting up one of my favorite cashiers that I see so often she calls me by name. We talked about how it seems we’ve lived three different lifetimes within our lifespans. Found out she’s 62 and her daughter’s favorite movie is Blazing Saddles, which she whispered because it’s seen as offensive these days.
Might’ve got a “Hell yeah, girl” at my dinner of choice that another cashier saw in my buggy as I was checking out.
Might’ve blew my horn (something I never do) at a driver behind me that was trying to go around me as I was yielding to traffic. They blew their horn so intensely at me that my instant reaction got the best of me and I got beyond angry that they thought I was in the wrong somehow.
And sadly, that’s all it takes to wreck my mood.
Might’ve got a “Hell yeah, girl” at my dinner of choice that another cashier saw in my buggy as I was checking out.
Might’ve blew my horn (something I never do) at a driver behind me that was trying to go around me as I was yielding to traffic. They blew their horn so intensely at me that my instant reaction got the best of me and I got beyond angry that they thought I was in the wrong somehow.
And sadly, that’s all it takes to wreck my mood.










