Michelle's Front Page

It’s a show about nothing

October 30th, 2006

I mailed out my dad’s birthday present today.  His birthday was September 21st.  I’m a horrible child.  I sent my mother’s birthday (May) and mother’s day gifts to her in August.  I’m an awful child.  There is always a reason.  With both, my initial reason was that I didn’t have anything to put them in.  Mom’s gift was long and fragile.  I couldn’t find a box that would accommodate it.  Dad’s gift (which I bought in June so I think of these things well in advance) just needed a photo mailer but it took me a while to get to Target and pick one up.  Then I ordered a whole bunch of photos of Sabrina from Snapfish.  I wanted to wait for them to arrive so I could send some.  I’m just a horrible kid. 

I’m the one you see in the UPS store on December 23rd willing to pay $275 to get $100 worth of gifts to Texas by Christmas.  I don’t know why I do this. It’s really quite sad. 

The downtown post office I use is in an office building of sorts (there is also a little restaurant with a kick ass BBQ chicken burrito…but that’s another story).  I left the post office area and decided to quickly duck into the ladies room to wash my hands.  I stuck my head down the wrong short hallway looking for the ladies room.

In the background, I can hear the coat check guy “security” guard saying “Can I help you ma’am” to someone.

There were a dozen people around and I was no where near him so I figured he was talking to someone else.  I continued wandering down the main hall (this is a very public area so not like I was intruding on NSA secret wire tapping sessions) and he starts saying “Hey lady!  What are you, deaf?  Quit ignoring me.”

I realized he was talking to me so I looked over at him.  I’ve already spotted the ladies room at this point and don’t appreciate him screaming at me across the hall.  And am I deaf?  Who is this guy?  Archie Bunker?  I gave him a small smile and said “I am fine.  Thank you.”

He yells “Quit ignoring me.  I said ‘can I help you?’  Now what are you looking for?”

I dropped the smile and was less friendly but replied “I was looking for the ladies room.  I see it.  Thank you.”

He yells after me “Hey! No reason to be rude.”

As Carla would say…And scene.

This entry was posted on Monday, October 30th, 2006 at 12:55 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

Leave a Reply

beats by dr dre monster beats cuffie beats fitflop italia scarpe fitflop fitflop online ray ban wayfarer occhiali ray ban occhiali da sole ray ban scarpe louboutin louboutin scarpe louboutin prezzi peuterey peuterey outlet