Not always right.
An entry from a blog that has been entertaining me lately… (Grocery Store | USA) (I am checking out a customer and taking their details.) Me: “Ma’am, what is your street name?” Customer: “I don’t really have one of those. I usually just go by Shanice.” Me: “Uh, ma’am, I meant the street name where you live.” Customer: “Oh, I knew that!”
Today I had a close call.
Good lord. I was nearly arrested today. I got pulled over for expired tags and turned out I had a warrant out for my arrest because apparently I forgot to pay a fine. WHO KNEW!? The cuffs were out. They told me how much my bail was set for. And then I called my mom when I was supposed to be calling someone to come get my car so I wouldn’t have to pay to get it towed. Because I was, you...
Over-valued possessions, we decided, were a burden, possessing their owners. We...– Sheldon Vanauken, A Severe Mercy
Ridiculous pencil-sculpture-thingy →
I’m obsessed with these little kids.
This song is inspiring me today... →
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So I am Tumbling.
Blogging. It always has seemed kind of weird to me. Like this whole idea that people will actually want to read about anything that I think about..haha. But Kris asked me to. So here it goes. Right now I am living in the awkwardness that comes with being a recent college graduate. I’m waiting to start a job that excites me and terrifies me at the same time. I’m spending my days...