So I got a call out of the blue yesterday from a connection of Spouse's about a possible job. At a company similar in size, etc. to the place I worked last. Think happy thoughts- this could actually happen! (God- I'm one of those happy fools who is an optimist- it hasn't been beaten out of me yet...)
"The caretakers of the various cemeteries involved report that no ghosts walk."
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2 comments:
Hooray for options! I think there's no reason not for you to be an optimist. So keep it up.
What sad bathroom stories. I know what that's like, although I have had to poop in the woods. Fighting fires in the woods made it a necessity, sadly. I also know the panic that sets in when the urge begins. I have a story not too dissimilar, except the panic took hold of my brain. We were only about .25 miles away from the trailhead, and outhouse, on the return journey, and yet I was so bathroom-panicked that we missed the turn, and I ended up scampering off in the woods. I was unhappy. But there was no traumatic, messy aftermath, at least. No, it wasn't food-induced poop, just exercise-induced.
I haven't been to Worden's in ages. Huh.
See you soon!
I'll happily beat your optimism out of you... Har har har... ;-o
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