Some days are just like this.

Sometimes people walk out when you are preaching because you are a woman.  They just do. It's not about me personally. It's not.

(Right? Right? Right!)

Sometimes you sit down at work and the back of your pants splits open.  It happens. Those pants were from Goodwill anyway.  They lived a long and lovely life.   But then you are at work with the back of your pants split open.

So you call your partner, who happens to have driven to work today, and beg them to go to Macy's on your behalf.  And he does.  And he gets you an overpriced but lovely pair of pants.  And you are rescued from your office.

So that is my day so far.  I have a feeling of impeding explosion.


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