but I don't have the energy. The drive thru guy at my local chicken place (think letters) should be glad.
So I'm sick. Have been fighting it for about two weeks (allergies weakened my immune system) and actually got sick sick this weekend (you know, all the muscles hurt, exhausted, trying to sneeze my brains out and, as of last night, running a slight fever). I've been home at Momma's since Friday and called out today cause I was NOT driving like this and really didn't feel like working. Work was cool with this.
All this was said to say, know what? I look pretty bad. I'm okay with this, I know this, I'm sick -- looking rough comes with the territory.
So I sleep for like twelve hours last night and decide a bit ago that I'm hungry. I don't feel like standing long enough to do any cooking. So I'll go get something. I don't want to go in anywhere, so I go through the drive thru at the chicken place, cause mashed potatos are a comfort food of mine and I can eat them and be fine even when I can't keep anything else down.
So I drive over there (still in my pajamas cause, well, I don't care enough to care) and I order my large potatos (sounding pretty bad I'm sure) and pull up to the window. The guy opens it to take my money and what's the first thing he says?
"Holy h*ll you look like death warmed over, girl! You shouldn't thrust that on people!"
I'm sure I just stared at him a moment and handed him my money and then just got my food and drove off. I don't have the energy to fight with someone today.
But really. If someone looks that bad they're probably sick or there's a damn good reason. Who would really SAY something like that to someone!
That kinda hurt.
So I'm sick. Have been fighting it for about two weeks (allergies weakened my immune system) and actually got sick sick this weekend (you know, all the muscles hurt, exhausted, trying to sneeze my brains out and, as of last night, running a slight fever). I've been home at Momma's since Friday and called out today cause I was NOT driving like this and really didn't feel like working. Work was cool with this.
All this was said to say, know what? I look pretty bad. I'm okay with this, I know this, I'm sick -- looking rough comes with the territory.
So I sleep for like twelve hours last night and decide a bit ago that I'm hungry. I don't feel like standing long enough to do any cooking. So I'll go get something. I don't want to go in anywhere, so I go through the drive thru at the chicken place, cause mashed potatos are a comfort food of mine and I can eat them and be fine even when I can't keep anything else down.
So I drive over there (still in my pajamas cause, well, I don't care enough to care) and I order my large potatos (sounding pretty bad I'm sure) and pull up to the window. The guy opens it to take my money and what's the first thing he says?
"Holy h*ll you look like death warmed over, girl! You shouldn't thrust that on people!"
I'm sure I just stared at him a moment and handed him my money and then just got my food and drove off. I don't have the energy to fight with someone today.But really. If someone looks that bad they're probably sick or there's a damn good reason. Who would really SAY something like that to someone!
That kinda hurt.


hugs and tissues to you.



I do that all the time to random people, of both genders, whatever their mood.
I found that one for her ages ago, not that she'd remember.
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