Recent adventures, such as they are
Friday, 11 March 2016 11:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carose59"My Next Next Paper's Gonna Be Titled, 'Our Friend, The Triangle.'"*
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I was at Kroger a few weeks ago and needed to use the ladies' room. There are two stalls in this restroom; one was having plumbing problems, the other no longer had a door. (My general policy regarding unflushed toilets is, if it looks like all it needs is flushing, I flush it and use a different one. This is probably a symptom of something, but I don't know what. If, however, it looks like it might overflow if I flush it, I leave it alone. This was the situation I encountered.)
The main door didn't have a lock. I wasn't willing to be walked in on while using the toilet, so I thought I'd just wait to go wherever I was heading next and went back to my shopping.
But the place I was going next didn't have a public restroom, so before I left Kroger I decided to try again. Maybe they'd resolved the problem.
They hadn't, but as I was walking out, another woman was walking in. I apprised her of the situation, finishing with, "Look, why don't you use the handicapped stall and I'll guard the door, then you can do the same for me." This is the world I want to live in, and making suggestions like this simultaneously thrills me with a feeling of camaraderie and scares me because people think you're crazy when you say stuff like this. Fortunately, this woman did not think I was crazy and agreed to my proposal.
I didn't have to warn anybody off. And apparently someone had complained to the management because an employee came and took care of the problem while I was using the other stall. Still, it felt like a strange solidarity moment and made me happy.
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Driving home from work Monday, I noticed there are a couple of little free library kiosks on 10th Street just past Massachusetts Avenue. This is a wonderful thing, since I have books I want to get rid of. (They aren't really my books; I picked them up at the booksale for one of my mother's roommates, only she left before I had a chance to give them to her. Now they're just helping to clutter my life.)
The problem with taking things places "on the way" is that I'm so often carrying so much crap, it requires a lot of additional effort to get those things to the car. I feel like a pack mule most of the time. But yesterday I got a bag of books to the car and on my way home, I stopped to drop them off.
It was slightly adventury because I overshot the kiosks and it was raining. But I did not let that stop me! I parked and walked a block and a half in the rain! And I got rid of the books! Today I will get rid of even more!
*Charlie Epps
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I was at Kroger a few weeks ago and needed to use the ladies' room. There are two stalls in this restroom; one was having plumbing problems, the other no longer had a door. (My general policy regarding unflushed toilets is, if it looks like all it needs is flushing, I flush it and use a different one. This is probably a symptom of something, but I don't know what. If, however, it looks like it might overflow if I flush it, I leave it alone. This was the situation I encountered.)
The main door didn't have a lock. I wasn't willing to be walked in on while using the toilet, so I thought I'd just wait to go wherever I was heading next and went back to my shopping.
But the place I was going next didn't have a public restroom, so before I left Kroger I decided to try again. Maybe they'd resolved the problem.
They hadn't, but as I was walking out, another woman was walking in. I apprised her of the situation, finishing with, "Look, why don't you use the handicapped stall and I'll guard the door, then you can do the same for me." This is the world I want to live in, and making suggestions like this simultaneously thrills me with a feeling of camaraderie and scares me because people think you're crazy when you say stuff like this. Fortunately, this woman did not think I was crazy and agreed to my proposal.
I didn't have to warn anybody off. And apparently someone had complained to the management because an employee came and took care of the problem while I was using the other stall. Still, it felt like a strange solidarity moment and made me happy.
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Driving home from work Monday, I noticed there are a couple of little free library kiosks on 10th Street just past Massachusetts Avenue. This is a wonderful thing, since I have books I want to get rid of. (They aren't really my books; I picked them up at the booksale for one of my mother's roommates, only she left before I had a chance to give them to her. Now they're just helping to clutter my life.)
The problem with taking things places "on the way" is that I'm so often carrying so much crap, it requires a lot of additional effort to get those things to the car. I feel like a pack mule most of the time. But yesterday I got a bag of books to the car and on my way home, I stopped to drop them off.
It was slightly adventury because I overshot the kiosks and it was raining. But I did not let that stop me! I parked and walked a block and a half in the rain! And I got rid of the books! Today I will get rid of even more!
*Charlie Epps