Dentist appointment this morning went okay (read last night’s post for more). Got a metal filling put back in. Drilling the white one out hurt more than watching Girdy dance, but I sucked it up. Hell, after I heard the doc mutter “n/c” signifying there’d be no charge, they coulda taken my pants off and drilled my taint. This Barnhardt likes his free. But is the pain actually gone for good? Barnhardt has his doubts.
Made a quick stop at Tiger Direct on the way home from work to pick up a keyboard. Standing in line I see a grubby old dude come in and I wonder if he’ll excuse himself as he squeezes past. Guy in front of me finishes and I begin to advance. Grubby fucker cuts in front of me and heads up to the cashier. I’m stunned and feeling pressure from my linemates to issue stinky a karate chop. I shrug my shoulders as if to convey, “Yeah, I see what he’s done and I know that he’s a foreigner, but let’s see where this goes.”
Yeah, it went nowhere.