Friday Evening Grumps

It is Friday night. One would think the bank would have more people than 2. Apparently not. In fact I've never seen the bank with more than 2 tellers on duty even though there is usually a fairly long line at the bank.

To the person in the bank with the pot leaves on his elbow... really? Pot leaves... C'mon. When you're 60 and a grandfather are you really going to want pot leaves on your body? At least my dragonfly has some meaning to me. I guess pot leaves have meaning.

I was eating my Greek takeout and I had it balanced on the arm of my sofa. :( I knocked it off. And it flipped upsidedown spilling all my food on the floor. So now I didn't get to eat too much and I don't know if I have anything else to have.

I was holding the elevator door for this lady in my building... and holding it.. and holding it... and holding it... it seemed to take her forever so I gave up. She's probably thinking damn girl couldn't hold the door. Maybe that's why I knocked the dinner over.