This post’s alternative title would be “My laptop’s mouse is trying, rather successfully, to piss me off.”
As I’ve mentioned lately, I’m working my first-ever full-time job with a big-name company that has grocery store chains and gas stations and so on (and is actually quite terrific to its employees, which is a very new, exciting, refreshing concept for me). Today’s mail featured my first-ever statement from my 401K, shredded courtesy of the United States Post Office. I also got my first-ever dental coverage card in the mail this week.
Those two things still sound weird to me, because they’re still filed neatly in a corner of my brain under the label “Adult Stuff”. No, not that sort of “Adult Stuff”, and don’t lie and say that phrasing didn’t make you think of explicit content because it honestly reads like I’m talking about porn. Whatever. Moving along.
I also wanted to post saying how I have mixed feelings about this week’s Short Story a Week story. It’s a fun concept, but I feel like I may be overreaching my grasp on it. Who knows? Guess that’ll have to wait until Sunday to be sorted out.