So then I got all weepy and it was remarkably bad timing as the HR Manager and the General Manager were both in the store ... luckily, there was sympathy there, but ya, I feel like a giant dork for making a scene.
Of course, not that I'd want to not be the kind of person who wears my heart on my sleeve ... there's a reason that I love Dorothy Parker, and it's got just about everything to do with the line "I wore my heart like a wet, red stain."
Anyway, I'm home, and I think I'm going back to bed now. Shout out to
FYI, My subject line is from ani difranco's song "Tis of Thee." For some reason, I can't get this part out of my head today:
I hold on hard
to something
between my teeth
when I'm sleeping
and I wake up
and my jaw aches
and the Earth
is full of earthquakes ...