Better

Got to the dentist after all. This visit was free. He just wanted to probe my pockets, lol BEFORE he probes my pockets!
He's nice. It's a very nice office, he's surrounded himself with very nice, somewhat tomboyish dental assistants so, I'm happy.
MY assistant has very very short hair. Something to look at, yay.
Anyhow... glad that's done. My dental appointment is in a month or so...they're booked solid until then, a good sign at any rate.
I have athelete's foot. I really need to remember to stop and get some powder for that. I HATE going to Kroger. Well, ghetto Kroger at any rate. And it seems like every single time I go, a cashier says "That isn't a KROGER PLUS card" when I hand them my SMITH's savings card. And I say, "It's the same company". And they always say 'Where did you get this card?" and I say "Las Vegas!" And they say "Wow! What brings you to Huntsville?" And I say "Alcohol abuse!" ... lol!
That shuts them right up.
The cook at work has given his notice. He says he'll finish out the month but that's it.
I dread the first of next month. At least I'll be in a new place, hopefully that will cheer me up , because all the fun will go out of my job when the cook leaves.
Damnit.
Well, one can hope that someone fun will join us. But I'm not seeing it. Although: the new cook trainee WAS humming "The Boy From New York City"... and when his humming got to the part about "new york city" he would say it like that salsa commercial "New York CITY???!!!"
so either he's really very funny and likes a play on words and likes the Manhattan Transfer; OR he's a complete idiot who mixes his metaphors and gets songs and commercials mixed up.
ONLY TIME WILL TELL WHICH: for I intend to confront him on it. I can ONLY IMAGINE that conversation:
ME:"Hey, Jim. I have to ask you something." (Not his real name of course)
JIM: "Yeah? What?"
ME: "The other day I heard you humming a song, 'Boy From New York City'. "
JIM: "yeah, so?"
ME: "Did you know you were mixing it up with the salsa commercial, or was that on purpose?"
JIM: explodes.
*****
And now I'm going to watch IN BRUGES. I've been wanting to see it since I first heard about it on the...what was it, some awards show on tv.
I was ironing my pants upstairs yesterday (ironing on iron-on patches to my work pants: I can't be bothered to go out and shop for new pants that fit this well, are this thin, and zip off at the knees. I found these in the dumpster behind work...so the three bucks for the iron-ons was a good investment) and I was thinking, it will be interesting to live upstairs after living in a basement for months... it felt good to be upstairs; the sunlight was better, and not being at street level was a good thing, I thought... so I'm looking forward to being above the traffic.
Also, I'm looking forward to being able to hang a plant near the window: perhaps a fern. No, not a fern: a Christmas cactus, I think. OR a Zebra plant, those are awesome. I think that is what I'm thinking of.
anyhow.. yeah. IN BRUGEs.