on lunch

friday afternoon on my lunch break, i am drinking a blackberry/yogurt smoothie that i just made with my new magic bullet/blender thing. nice. almost as nice as coffee, but in a different way. coffee is company. this is just tasty.

anyone familiar with my odd work stories, i have several new ones that i haven't posted. for example, one lady walked out the other day... long story bi-polar patient. a pentecostal ex-preacher present missionary scary-sue-happy man ranted about a man i know and love the other day in the most slanderous way possible -- i looked at him and said after i couldn't take anymore, "well, there is one thing, sir, that you should know. you are speaking about my father." the look on his face was priceless. and inside i laughed. i have never been able to tell a lie in my entire life with a straight and honest face, and i did it. (maybe that was wrong -- but i personally think God probably laughed)

... and then this afternoon i have both the scary pentecostal preacher man again as well as a black trenchcoat, hair greased back man who really does scare me.


strange, i know. and more than any of this, i have this something that i cannot explain occupying my thoughts. ... i need a cup of coffee.