:: Thursday, September 26, 2002 ::

"Anything can happen." (Querida)
Today was very ambiguous. I walked to class with Burns, so the first two things I heard this morning were "Hi Bethany!" and "Today is Stupid Thursday!" Yes, indeed. My 12:00 class strangely lost priority to naptime, and then Querider and I invaded Wal-Mart, Tuesday Morning, Target, and... um, Wal-Mart.
I had Plans for Later, but alas, these counted chickens did not hatch. Instead, I found myself answering the phone for Common Grounds after it had been ringing for 5 minutes.
Me: Hello?
Lady: Finally! I need to place an order.
Me: I'm sorry, but Common Grounds doesn't open until 8.
Lady: I don't want to have to call back! Just take my order.
Me: I don't even work here, Ma'am, and like I said...
Lady: Just write it down.
Me: I don't work here, but you can call back at 8.
Lady: That is so very late. That is much too late!
Me: I'm sorry Ma'am, I didn't make the rules.
Lady: How ridiculous. Why would I want to call back if it takes you so long to pick up?
Me: That's because I don't...
[Dial tone]
What would life be if not for weird and unexpected moments? Here's hoping for today's speedy exit and for a good surprise tomorrow.

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:: Bethany Bassett - 9:54 PM :: + ::