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Off-topic rant only.
Instead of working at my temp job from hell yesterday and today, I’m babysitting, err, visiting, and caregiving my sick mother at the hospital.
She got ‘flu-like’ symptoms, thanks to Dad coughing into her face last Thursday, after he pruned SEVERELY the pommelo tree.
So after arriving at work yesterday around 0650 am, I got a voice-mail message from Mom around 0644 am to drive her to the emergency room.
She called Das Squirrel and he arrived uncannily around 0715 an at home. I heard the rumble of the Ford Mustang engine and halfway to the closing of the electric garage, I had to press the button to open it up for him.
He wouldn’t stop yapping and I went about my business to stuff the bitch into the car.
I’m sitting next to her. She won’t stop bitching. That’s crossing my path to happiness and freedom.
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