Oct 16 2007
Good morning, kiddo.
posted by Seth in coincidence, life, rant, wordsThere seems to be rash of matronly women who want to view me as some sort of affectionately unrelated grandson. I’m not really sure what has spurred Dorreen the cleaning woman and what’sherface the dining hall ID scanner to regularly address me as “kiddo”, but I’ve been idly wondering about it for a few weeks [...]