sad

Jan 27, 2004 17:58

I have a basically good life: I have a boyfriend who I usually love, I have enough money to buy donuts and ice cream when I need them, I have pretty regular once-a-day bowel movements, and my blood pressure seems normal. Yet, as I was walking on the sidewalk during my lunch break, I honestly contemplated how nice it would be to be hit by a car and hurt just enough to not have to go back to work for the day. That is truly sad.

Not even Hila's MARRIAGE PROPOSAL over the phone or the following email from her make up for the hell that is brought upon me by Strand's more assholish customers. Still, Hila's a sweet one:
"Dear Taylor,
My one nephew goes to Wesleyan and the other Georgetown.The one at Wesleyan says everyone there is kind of weird especially the girls.He plays soccer and lacrose and I don't know what he is taking there except space,he wiill do fine in the world for he never takes no for an answer.My other nephew who goes to Georgetown says that its pretty intense there but he has a 3.5 average.I went to school back in the days of the Model T ford,well almost.I went to a SUNY for I had a scholarship.My parents thought I would never finish school,I was to involved in protesting.I now spend all my time reading.What did you take at Oberlin?Are you from New York for you seem to nice .I like New York sort of.My sister lives, there and I do visit.Everyone is something else ,you know what I mean??Let me know when the books go out.You have been really nice and I appreciate that."

I love, and hate, seniors. Can I find it in my heart to forgive Hila for the lack of o's in all of her "too"s? No. She's not a foreigner, she should learn to spell. But I do still love her for taking the time to care.

And I suppose that I CAN forgive the grammar. The good Lord knoes I make mistakes from time to tim...
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