Not what I would call a stellar day.
My performance should have/could have won an academy award.
My roles started spinning at 730am and did not quit until tonight at 6pm.
A few of the characters that I portrayed today:
. A greeter.
. A martyr.
. A Cougar.
. A victim.
. A pseudo expert.
. A nobody.
. A bar fly….ooops, a table fly.
. The only one who would answer the phone.
. The old gal up front who helps me when the machines take my money.
. The hub go to…… for just about anything and everything.
. The grocery store.
. The complaint department.
. The therapist.
. The keeper of the PC mail box.
. The wiped out old bag who just wanted to have an hour to herself after work.
. The juggler of the benefit enrollment orders, as they start the million dog march.
. The wife and cat mom, making dinner for her besties.
. The smiling idiot, in the middle of the fracas.
. The outrageous chicken butt in full regalia.
. The target of the religious sales rep, who threatened to report her to the pope, if she didn’t get those orders done.
. The aging syncophant. Is that a word? . Ooops, I meant, the aging Elephant. No, I just meant, hey, it’s Friday night and I have had enough.
. If I return on Monday, it will be a miracle.
. Sometimes, I wonder….is it worth it?
. And does anyone really care? Yes, I do. But is that what it is all about?