Me, uncensored.
Dan (heading to the bank): “Do you need any money?”
Me: “Nah, I raided your wallet this morning.”
Dan: “Oh. Okay… Then *I* need money.”
Me: “Yep.”
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It’s the Tuesday after a three-day holiday weekend. My yoga pants called to me this morning. And they’ve caressed me all day long.
I told myself it’s because the yoga pants are so very comfortable. I’m just trying to keep the relaxed vibe of a three-day weekend going a little bit longer.
I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that, around here, three-day weekends are also known as five-pound weekends. Nope. Nothing at all.
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I got carded today while buying some booze. That, of course, is always a good thing. But better than just a good thing, after I smiled and thanked the cashier, he said, “Surely you’re not that far off from 21.” I smiled (possibly blushed) and handed him my license. And even better than that, after he looked at my ID, he said, “You’re doing real good.”
Improper English aside, he’s my new favorite cashier at Zanotto’s. I’m going to his line every time. EVERY time.
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