peculiarities of life

there are eight trillion and some ‘chump?’ change, to be exact. will-be, would-be, we-be teachers in my program can all say the craziest things- dollars to donuts, tease it out, trump myself, what a little peanut he/she is! and even crazier things….but you gotta dope it out for yourself. that means ‘figure it out’ if you don’t know. school’s almost out for me for summer though- only two more days!!! truncated last day!!!!! (i still need mad work on my teacher-isms)

anyway, as i was saying about those peculiar things in life, that weird fascination problem people have where they look at things they shouldn’t, they make fun of things and then watch, read, buy them, so on and so forth—-mine is this——why oh why do i read so many comments on things. i guess it’s a combo of wanting to see what real humans are saying, with making fun of the dumb people, and marveling at the different sides of the intelligent debate.

long story short- recently in Joann Fabrics in Indiana (yeah people read it yourself if you want!) a woman suddenly came down with diarrhea and they refused to let her use the b-room because of a new rule or law against it. it was a sad, embarrassing, funny story, but i went on for too long wasting time reading the comments until i found this one:

“all that fabric to wipe with…I’d consider it second only to heaven
damn woman…just find a nice private corner and give it hell”

it was funny to me. really funny. maybe it’s all that lack of sleep that’s making it hard for me to coherent things.

that reminds me of a funny story that i’m probably not allowed to tell for legal reasons. so just ask in person. well. not like i’ve been seen in person for a while.

triumph!