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.”



4 Responses to “A Sign of My Impending Insanity”

  1.   At Home Redesigns Says:

    They need to invent mind-reader drive-throughs … !

  2.   Network Geek Says:

    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.

  3.   Dylan Says:

    I hear behavior like this is common in your advanced years :)

  4.   Mom Says:

    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!!