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The Joy Luck Club.

We got sent home from work today because of a bomb threat. The director came bursting into our Sunshine Secretary Cycle club meeting to let us know. It was bittersweet. More sweet than bitter, because I wasn't being very sunshiney. I was on the brink of throwing down over the fact that they'd commandeered my sharpie ordering ability from me.

I don't know if it was the whole department or just the building or what. It was probably my fault. I'll bet that one inmate did not take a liking to my response to his whining about not being able to have liquor filled candy. His argument that he would get more fat than drunk did not sway me.

I got home and found a package from my Grandma on the stairs. I was annoyed for two reasons. One that they'd left it there for my neighbor, who I shall refer to as Stone Cold from this point forward because he looks like him, to just waltz off with if he so desired, and two because I tripped over it and nearly died. Stone Cold, by the way, repeatedly sits on his balcony and stares at my heart-patient brother and I (2 pacemakers) haul furniture up the stairs. There's about a buck fifty between us, and I'm guessing 500 on Stone Cold's part. Thanks, asshole.

So I open the package and find this:

It's a pillow. I just started sobbing because my toe hurt from the dive into the door and because it was just too much irony for one pillow. I felt guilty for being such an abysmal antithesis to everything the pillow declared that I was. Stone Cold could have made off with it and had it apply to him more than it does to me.

She asked what I did for a living when I'd called her to thank her. I tried to explain. "So you're the Dear Abby of the state prisons?" Heh. Yeah, I am.


( 11 comments — Leave a comment )
Aug. 4th, 2006 04:19 am (UTC)
Aug. 4th, 2006 04:46 am (UTC)
what about lollipops
Aug. 4th, 2006 04:49 am (UTC)
Gooey Gooey Gumdrops tooo!
Aug. 4th, 2006 07:12 am (UTC)
Somtimes it takes something like that to bring us back, to either embrace or reject what others claim about us. You are sunshine, flowers, and rainbows to her, and that is all that matters.

Aug. 6th, 2006 05:45 am (UTC)
no, i think she just got somehow extremely confused and disoriented and the like.
Aug. 6th, 2006 06:02 am (UTC)
hey, you're sunshine, fowers and rainbows to me too.

i must be confused too, eh?
Aug. 6th, 2006 05:03 pm (UTC)
yes. a lot.
Aug. 6th, 2006 05:16 pm (UTC)
well then, i like being confused.
Aug. 5th, 2006 01:01 am (UTC)
hahaha yeah you are sunshine alright
Aug. 6th, 2006 05:46 am (UTC)
it has been a nickname that's followed me throughout every state of employment. hmm.
Aug. 7th, 2006 08:24 pm (UTC)
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