These last two hours at work are going to be the death of me. I’ve gotten up out of my chair at least 5 times in the last 15 minutes–to stop my head from hitting the keyboard. I hate the sound it makes when a key gets stuck.
I grabbed lunch from Jimmy Johns today (do you have those–cheap and tasty, if a little salty) and as a co-worker and I were getting into my car we were accosted by a woman looking for $8. I could honestly tell her I spent my last $7 because as much as I want a Coke right now, I don’t have enough change to buy one out of the machine. I think that woman has asked me for money before, but at a totally different location. She’s rather distinctive looking. It seems strange to be panhandled in the West End of Richmond. I thought the locals had clamped down on that…you know, by running panhandlers over with their BMWs, Volvo SUVs and Mercedes. Although there is that guy on the off-ramp from I-64 at Glenside. I can’t believe he hasn’t been chased away by the cops…not a safe place to work the street.
Because it amuses me: