(no subject)
Apr. 13th, 2005 06:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
unknownfateIt began, as it usually does, early in the morning, as the rain fell down and the mist swirled up. I was waiting in line to get into the maximum security Polo distribution center. I was pretty sure I was miserable until I noticed what the hold up was...
There was a woman at the call button. She'd get out of her car, run over to the button, push it so the people inside would open the gate, run back to her car as the gate opened, then have to run back to the call button when the gate closed before she could get to it. This happened three or four times before I started to be entertained.
I cheered up some after that. Maybe I'm just mean.
There was a woman at the call button. She'd get out of her car, run over to the button, push it so the people inside would open the gate, run back to her car as the gate opened, then have to run back to the call button when the gate closed before she could get to it. This happened three or four times before I started to be entertained.
I cheered up some after that. Maybe I'm just mean.
