So like clockwork, everytime I walk across a “driveway” the stupid drivers/Satanic synchs in white trucks wouldn’t slow down for moi, a slow pedestrian wearing orthopedic inserts/shoes, my favorite footwear/flats.
Anyway, I’m trying to keep sane, err, positive/busy with light AR collections calls by going to each main website/contact us page for the main number or anything leading to the AP in Finance department for status on invoice payments.
I’m still not good on/over the phones and tend to speak to loud/excitedly, thinking I won’t be heard. And if I don’t speak-up I tend to mumble, which is bad, too. So I prefer emails, which we could attach .pdf files of outstanding/unpaid invoices.
So this platinum blond woman with huge tat-tats/sleeveless tops comes-in and talks to Paulina and then Gary. She must be a VIP or something from the looks of her orange/leathery skin. That could mean she has time/money for sunbathing/tanning salons.
I trying amuse myself sometimes and prefer to keep to myself because I can’t hear well/others anyway and it’s safer to say little/nothing.
Still the reptilians exist here. No matter, I suck it to them honestly. Bahaha! Bored.
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