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Today was absolutely menacing. I woke up much too early and had a coffee, so you can guess how the morning went. I was wired and I was talking too fast. I kept trying to ask my Mom if she thought I would look good with an Afro
and she kept ignoring me, even though I was yelling from the backseat, over the radio that someone kept turning up to drown me out. Typical. I think people like finding creative ways to tell me to shut up.
My Mom's ( who has been having a bizarre array of health issues) eyes have been screwed up for the past week and we took her to see the optometrist and ophthalmologist. Not only did we have to wait forever in a room with four screaming children (one in-particular accused me of tightening the soap bottle lid in the restroom, now that I think of it, I wish I had. Is that bad?)
My mom had talked with me last night, she was afraid that her retina was detached and they were going to tell her that she would have to have it surgically corrected, that she wanted me to go into the examination room with her. So when they called her back I stood up to go in with her and my sister followed and the Optometrist quite rudely says to me "We don't need you in here, go out there and sit down." Nothing ticks me off more than things like that. I wouldn't have went with my Mom if she didn't ask me to go. I don't like being spoken to like a child, I'm 20 years old. And I'm not about to be scolded by a complete stranger. What a poor way to run a business, being rude to your customers will only result in one thing, no longer having customers. After seeing the ophthalmologist and leaving she told us that he had said the retina wasn't detached but some gel or something that is around the retina or in the retina (I know nothing about eyes, don't judge me.) was flopping around in her eye (and the doctor said it was "annoying" can I just say DUH). So yeah, my mom has floppy retina stuff.
I realized something while standing in line at the Dollar store, that I didn't notice before, and that is precisely this, That British royal baby, I think his name is George (yes, no, maybe?) is freakin adorable.
Random facts.
1. BBQ Chicken Lean Pockets are amazing.
2. I'm pretty sure I don't want to ever get married.
3. Your fly is open. (HA! Made you look at your crotch :P)
-Liz