Ran to the library when we picked up Petunia from school. Couldn't get Bear's thumb drive to work on the computers there so we couldn't print out his reports. He's just gonna have to print them out at school.
Got home and found Sharky here already, with a bad headache. Sat with him a while and then picked up dinner at Popeyes. Totally new staff working there and they had NO idea what was on special this evening. Signs all over the front of the store (on the windows) and on the sign outside, but nothing behind the counter. *rolls eyes*
Stopped at ABC Liquor and bought some nice Premium Tortuga Gold Rum that was on sale so Sharky and I could have some rum & Cokes (Zero lol). People working there kept looking at me like I was dog shit on the bottom of their shoe. WTF was up with that? I don't know. Maybe because I look like a prim old-fashioned school marm and it was a dangerous, crackhead, high crime area? Must have thought I was scraping the bottom of the barrel shopping there. Didn't help my case when I fell into the ice machine trying to get a bag of ice out. (Ooops!) All the "hard liquor" was behind the counter and I had to ask for the guy to go fetch it for me - which was really difficult for him to do. I smiled like an idiot and told them to "Have a nice night" as I walked out after my purchase. The "dog shit" look never left their face.
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