I got called into work and there is no rudder thing to happen to you on your day off. I keep thinking don’t forget the overtime and a fat paycheck in a few week time.
Jan was asking me what my age was as we were walking out of the store to our cars this morning.
“I am 39,” I said without flinching.
I’ve been keeping it a carefully controlled secret and George has been dying to let the cat out of the bag.
“I would have never though you were so young,” Jan exclaimed with excitement.
I said, “Thanks! I hope!”
A little bit of Jan everyday is good for the heart and soul.
Equal Rights For Brown Browned Skinned people…
“If you live in a country full of brown skinned people then you are eventually going to get bombed by the US.” George told me this morning with a smug, but most true smug look on his face.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
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