Power Outage and Rudeness (Patreon)

The power has been out for the last couple hours at my house. You know, on that rare day that I get to work. And I have lot to get done before Kenzie gets sent home... But let's back up...

We went out last night to celebrate a friend's birthday. The girls were destroyed last night. Not much better this morning. We originally planned to take Kenzie to a new Tae Kwon Do school today. Had to cancel that when we saw just how tired she was. Oy! Not smart on our part, but... friend... birthday...

Nevertheless, we got the girls off to their schools (Inara is in pre-K). I came home. Cleaned up some messes around the house. The lights blinked. Once. Then another time. Five minutes later, the power was out.

I'm resourceful. I pulled out my phone, turned on the hotspot feature and began working on my computer. 

It went great. I uploaded the newest In the 'Verse podcast (now in your feed and it goes live on Sunday). Then I started recording the Pub Songs Podcast when I got the notice. My computer batter was at 8%. It was 10:30 am.

Again. I'm resourceful. I could run to the YMCA where I need to cancel my membership, or I could bike into Decatur and stop off at the local coffee shop to work. I chose the later.

The weather's not too bad. The front brakes on my bike aren't working. But back ones are fine. It was a very pleasant, happy bike ride. Biking is something I'm looking forward to doing more.

I arrived at the coffee shop. Forgot my lock. So I parked the bike out front where I could keep an eye on it. I ran to the cashier to order.

Hmm... Juice and that brioche. Sounds good!

I have a weird wallet since I came back from Brittany, France. It's a zip up wallet. It's a little small, but waterproof... Well, it was until the zipper broke. I need a new one.

My money is kind of crammed inside. So I reached and started dumping it out so I could count. I was feeling a little annoyed with myself as I did so. "I'll give this cashier a good tip", I thought.

She piped up, "throwing your money on the counter is really rude."

F*** YOU!

Now I'm annoyed.

First all, I WASN'T DONE! You're the tool who reached for my money before I handed it to you. YOU could be more patient. No one was behind me. So bite me!

Sorry to vent. But it was highly irritating.

I'm not saying I was right. I was not. And it's actually good for her to communicate, unlike me. I didn't saying anything except to humbly say, "Sorry". 

 I left without giving the tip. 

Oh well...

I have to finish shownotes for a couple podcasts. 

I just needed to vent.