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37 Thousand Strangers. 1 friend.

A friend I’ve known for about fifty years told me recently that she reads this blog from time to time. My first thought was, oh shit,  my ve...

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

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Tonight I lost my senses and went to Whataburger not thinking it would be a problem until I got to the window to pay. Gal with no gloves on takes my money and tries handing me a paper receipt and I'm like are you kidding me? Then I get my paper bag of what was supposed to be a cheeseburger no onions, and an order of fries and when I get home it's a cheeseburger with ONLY onions that I didn't want at all and a head full of regret for having gone in the first place. No gloves at a time like THIS? No one in there that I could see had gloves on and they are handling everyone's food, bags, money, NOT a smart move on my part- 

"Sometimes you just have to hunker down like a jackass in a hail storm and take it." -LBJ
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