A Sign of My Impending Insanity
Last night I had a bridal shoot after work, so I didn’t really get a chance to relax between work and, well, more work. The shoot was a sunset shoot, which always makes me nervous because there’s such a fine line between great light and no light. But the shoot went well, and I was really excited about it. On the way home, my mind was racing at the possibilities of what could be done with these pictures. Somewhere between that, driving, and thinking about another million things, I realized I was hungry, so I pulled into Wendy’s to grab a quick bite.
I rolled up to the window and handed the cashier my credit card, which he took slowly with a very puzzled look on his face. For a moment, I looked back at him with a “”what’s the matter with you” gaze, when I realized why he was looking at ME that way.
“I forgot to order, didn’t I?”
“Um…… yes ma’am.”
June 28th, 2008 at 6:07 pm
They need to invent mind-reader drive-throughs … !
June 28th, 2008 at 7:24 pm
Um, yeah, well, you shouldn’t be eating fast food anyway. It’s not good for you. Make your boyfriend cook for you once in a while. It’s good for him. It builds character.
June 30th, 2008 at 7:47 am
I hear behavior like this is common in your advanced years
July 2nd, 2008 at 3:32 am
Hey Dylan’s right! You have a birthday next month Miss Thirty Something! Naturally blonde and unfortunately you are MY daughter, life’s a bitch huh!!