- Hey spent another boring day working at a bank
- Got home and a puppy misbehaved
- Hey I never finished the project I wanted to
- Lets go to bed."
I can't help but think that I may have over simplified a wee bit. Though all of those bullets are stops on my tour, I suppose things happen along the way that make me go "huh." or "Oooh".
So to start this whole thing off, I guess a bit about me: I am 26 years-old. My name is Caroline, but I grew up being called Carrie. My fiance` Deb would tell you that that is weird, and to be honest it is a little. I feel very Carolinear. We are getting married by a justice of the peace or some thing in a crazy 25 days. That is just insane. We live in one of the most backward states in the union (Virginia) so that means that we will actually be getting married in DC and then battling it out to establish some sort of rights in the commonwealth. I am actually trying to figure out how to change my name legally, which I thought was as easy as going to the DMV. Apparently it isn't. That is the last time I get my legal advice from a rerun of Friends, I tell you what. Our celebration is at the end of May and we have started to get really excited.
So now for a quick note/statement about a curious phenomenon that I dealt with today. I encountered a woman who had an unfortunate oder about her person. The oder was that of cat urine, and it was so invasive and ferocious that upon her exit there was a need for febreeze and the opening of a door. As a customer service representative how is one supposed to tactfully tackle that, I ask you.
That's it for now, a quick start, once again didn't finish any planned projects and now I feel ready to be asleep.
...The cat is aggressively rubbing herself on us in a desperate plea for affection. I'm going to give in, because she doesn't smell like her own urine.
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