There are many things that happened this morning that are blog-worthy, and I’m sure I’ll get to them at some point. But here’s a little gem from the 7:00 hour.
I had to stop at Walgreens on my way to God’s house this morning. First of all, the cashier was looking at me all weird and I was like, “um…hi!” And she launches into a story about how she just cut her finger and whenever she cuts something, she’s really afraid that she’s going to get a disease and she can’t wait until she gets home and can sanitize her whole hand so she doesn’t get a disease. Also, she loved my dress. “Oh, thanks,” I said. “I’m on my way to church…” And then she launches into her work schedule and how it means she can’t go to church and she’s glad I reminded her it’s Sunday because her work schedule is so crazy she can never remember!
I liked her.
And then, as I’m exiting, I find myself in a crowd of great, big, bouncer looking guys getting out of a huge black stretch limo in the Walgreens parking lot. “Oh, excuse us, Miss!” one of them says politely and the only thing that actually matters to me about this whole surreal moment is that bouncer dude called me “Miss” instead of “Ma’am,” which is what strangers usually call me these days.
Sure, it’s likely he was drunk or high, but whatever!