Had to wait on a lady today who has a personality like nails on a chalkboard. Nails on a chalkboard would give me a migraine headache, and so does interacting with her.
She has dragon-lady nails with crackle AND glitter (she couldn't just settle on ONE white trash moron decoration). Gets her hair done by Bozo the Clown's colorist, has jewelry hanging off of her like a display rack at Goodwill. (I thought wearing 20 necklaces and bracelets at once was a figment of the Silpada catalogs!) Brags about all the trips she takes, goes to the casino, oh yeah and she's on disability. (She even giggled about how "the government is my boss!")
But my favorite thing about her? She dissed her husband for "spending every penny we make, he couldn't hold onto a dime to save his life". I'm sure he's wishing she would leave him so he could have a moment of peace. If I had to wake up every day and realize I was married to that, I'd be on disability too for terminal depression! Does he pray, anytime her plane takes off for one of her trips, that it might crash? Does he secretly hope that this time, there *IS* a terrorist on board who is successful?
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