This week has been a shitshow.
I stopped at walgreens to pick up a massager because, yeah it has been that kind of week.
It isn’t enough to have an oddly shaped box. It isn’t enough that there are weird people there on a Friday night.
OF COURSE the church secretary who I haven’t seen in a year, recognizes me. OF COURSE she is going to check out behind me. And OF COURSE the clerk makes mention of the items I have for purchase.
The only 50 shades happening this evening is my red face. O.M.G.
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