Archive - January 2019

Talk therapy gone wrong

Me: I’m having a problem with how I react to a woman who obviously doesn’t work at my building, but takes the free shuttle to the building from City Hall. She’s older and has a cane and STILL I silently rage when she gets on the bus.

WM: Are you sure she doesn’t work there?

Me: Positive. She gets off at the TV station door and then crosses the street to the Community College. I get so mad and I shouldn’t. It doesn’t affect me at all. And if I did say something, the shuttle drivers would get in trouble and they’d ask all of us for our work ID before boarding. It’s stupid and I should be bigger than this.

WM: I’d strike up a conversation with her.

Me: Huh?

WM: Hi! Are you new to the building? I haven’t seen you in the lobby before.

Me: “That’s because I don’t work there, fucker. I work at the Community College!”

WM: Nooo…

Me: “And take your shuttle because I found it on the GRIFTERNET, asshole!”

WM: Noooooo…


WM: (pause)  … “I stole my cane from a real handicapped person!”

Me: “It’s filled with bags of cocaine that I sell to the college kids! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE”

WM: “It’s actually baking soda!”

Me: “I stand near the Honduran food truck and call ICE to try to get the employees deported!”

WM: “I’m making America Great Again! One stolen bus ride at a time!”


Me: God I hope I don’t see her tomorrow.

Epilogue: this was set to post last Thursday, and lo and behold, that morning the shuttle manager came on the shuttle and reiterated that the shuttle was for my building only. He asked anyone from the community college to raise their hands. Four people did, including the woman above. And then he made them all get off the shuttle. One of the college employees started screaming at the DRIVER, who had nothing to do with this. It was awkward. Let the record show that in the end I was the bigger person and did NOT rat these people out. But someone else sure did.

Lesson: If you’re grifting a ride on a free shuttle, get off at the main entrance of the building and walk the 1 block back to your own.

Closet – before and after

I have glorious closet here in the House on Literary Lane that I swore I could never fill in a million years.

(laugh track)

I gave it a good re-organizing the other day and for those of you who enjoy this kind of thing, here are the before and after shots.





There is a topmost shelf you can’t see, it holds Christmas cookie tins and other seasonal cookie paraphernalia.
The topmost shelf you DO see is for paper plates and cups. We don’t entertain much, but WM’s school always plans events and makes the teachers bring in supplies.
The next shelf is cleaning supplies.
The next shelf is lightbulbs (every freaking fixture in here requires different bulbs), candles, and extra toiletries. We have a crapton of candles from that summer when the power went out every night in our Dee-Luxe Apartment in the Sky. I refuse to throw them out.
The next shelf is coffee, pans, and dishes that we use regularly. Yes, that is a Mickey Mouse chip and dip bowl. And McCafe coffee is amazing.
And the floor is for appliances we don’t use every day, and boxes of trash bags.

PS: Happy Birthday, Dad!

The journalists and the rest of us

In the news today: Gannett lays off journalists across the country.

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I was a newspaper person too.

Here is your yearly reminder that Gannett also lays off employees who don’t work in the newsroom … they are just rarely included in the sad pieces because they don’t get to write them.

IT, customer service, circulation, operations, advertising, production, design, marketing, sales, finance… these are all people who contribute toward getting those papers on your doorstep/news on your digital display of choice. Their jobs are important.

Even though their jobs are all but invisible to many, they are all newspaper people, too. And for over a DECADE, they have been getting laid off as well. Most of their jobs were consolidated to regional design/layout centers, India (IT), or the Philippines (customer service).

Many of them are my friends. And you never even heard about them.

Remember them, even if they are never given a column inch.

I originally Tweeted a shorter version of this today.

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