I’ve been up since before the sun, and I am tired.
I spent my morning sitting in a room where ignorant trash ranted about how Trump just can’t get a fair shake.
Today I heard all about a dude’s experience in prison, and his subsequent woes. It was sort of like an old country song. He’s actually a nice dude, though.
Then a bit later, an old lady screamed at me that I “can’t tell her what to do” because I explained to her that she couldn’t pick and choose which creditors to include in her bankruptcy filing. She was like, “Nobody’s gonna tell me I have to give up Sears and JCPenney.” I was like lol okay then. I don’t care. *shrugs* So she ended up leaving.
To be fair, she did start off the conversation by telling me that she had just gotten released from psych.
I’m drawing boundaries here, there, and everywhere. It feels good as fuck, but certain people are def on the struggle bus. lol. Whatever. It should have happened ages ago.
2 thoughts on “a line in the sand (and such)”
“Nobody’s gonna tell me I have to give up Sears” is definitely a chiron running on local news under a newscaster pointing out that Sears is shutting down all over the country.
I lol’d. I told this bitch that Sears isn’t even really a thing anymore, but she wasn’t having it.
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