Good grief! If it hadn’t been so funny — so goofy — I’d be hiding under the bed right now.
Did you know there are people in this world who cannot imagine why anyone would want to buy a chilled bottle of white wine? Some of those folks reside behind the customer service desk in a certain beloved nearby liquor store.
No kidding! Hey! What’s wrong with this fine room-temperature swiggle of white???
This has been one of those days when your fellow citizens are SO goony, SO ignorant, SO far out in left field that you simply have no clue how to respond.
Seriously: Every which way I’ve turned, lurking there has been another wacksh!t experience, another goofball customer “service” clerk, another inexplicable weirdness…to the point where it all comes out kinda hilarious.
But y’know…you hafta love them all! Think how boring this world would be without them! 😀
This morning I hit my favorite local strip mall, right up at the corner of Conduit of Blight and 19th Avenue.
And yeah: you DO have to love Latino culture to love that mall.
Yeah, you DO have to be White Trash yourself to appreciate how cool, how fun, how slippery, how smart the merchants up there are. Yea verily, you need to be such WT that you wish your Daddy were here to blaze the trail through that place for you. Ohhhhh dayum, do you wish your Daddy were here!! And would you love to hear the (hilarious) opinions he would’ve formed, after a day among the locals.
I’d love to be able to say I’d be as entertained as Daddy would’ve been by today’s antics of the locals. But you know…when he was alive I couldn’t read his mind. Now that he’s deader than a doornail, I have no idea whe he would’ve thought.
Well. I have an idea. But I sure as hell could have not been able to guarantee he would’ve thought that.
But ohhhhh… Yeah. He would’ve been…
amused
pissed
wilied up
out of patience
and telling his daughter to get the f*** outta there.
😀
But when you’re my daddy’s daughter, watching a$$holes dig themselves into a$$hole ditches is…well…damn funny.