And I wondered what I was going to write about today....
As I was leaving work, I stopped to talk to a friend who just returned from vacation and also pick up something for dinner. As we were talking an older customer in a martcart was driving by and started to drive over my shoe. Wait it gets better..
He stopped the martcart on my shoe.
And then told me it was my fault for being in the way.
Then drove off on his merry way. No apologies, no nothing. Luckily it was just my shoe and not my toes. I was shocked, appalled and turned all 57 shades of red possible.
I am so done with working there.
This is the final quit talking about moving on and taking baby steps,
get your ass in gear and get the hell out.
Yes, I shouldn't have been there at all. And If I was I would have been a customer,
and a mean little one at that- my yellow chakra be damned.
But for now I have to go start painting the escape route.