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One more day
I think I can get through one more day, even if it may kill me. I swear my coworkers need to all be taken outside and taught the meaning of "inside voice" as in "I really don't need to be hearing this heated discussion/argument about a fellow co-worker while she's not here to defend herself".
I tried to get some last minute shopping requirements done at Metro Center. Less said about that attempt the better. But remember my post about the Metro buskers? Usually they're outside the station. We had our lovely electric guitarist this morning who looks like Bob Marley/Jimi Hendrix but plays more of a James Taylor vibe. *shrugs* At least I didn't hear "Fire and Rain" right before a plane trip. Tonight downstairs inside Metro Center on the Orange/Blue line platform, we had a doo-wop group singing "Rockin' Robin" and "Why Do Fools Fall in Love" in semi-harmonious complete with choreography. It certainly broke up the monotony of the late night commute.
I tried to get some last minute shopping requirements done at Metro Center. Less said about that attempt the better. But remember my post about the Metro buskers? Usually they're outside the station. We had our lovely electric guitarist this morning who looks like Bob Marley/Jimi Hendrix but plays more of a James Taylor vibe. *shrugs* At least I didn't hear "Fire and Rain" right before a plane trip. Tonight downstairs inside Metro Center on the Orange/Blue line platform, we had a doo-wop group singing "Rockin' Robin" and "Why Do Fools Fall in Love" in semi-harmonious complete with choreography. It certainly broke up the monotony of the late night commute.