May 9, 2007

  • Forgot to mention another odd (or is it an end?)  I was recognized.

    Fella and I went into The Evil Empire to print out our friends' wedding registry and go somewhere else to buy what they wanted.  I walked straight to the back of the store to the registry kiosk, taking my sunglasses off only when I thought I was safe.  Only I was so not safe.

    The manager who was tapped to downsize me back in December was there.  As she walked towards the back room, she treated me as a normal customer giving me a trite, obligatory greeting and continued on.  Two steps later she stopped in her tracks, backed up into my peripheral view and stared a moment before saying, "Zesty?"  I glared indignance at her and merely said, "Yep," and off she went on her merry way.

    Immediately after, I thought I might have said something like: "Hey, thanks soooo much for setting me up with a nest egg for a couple of months."  I wonder if she even knows what happened.