#working overtime

Putting a needle and thread in my purse so I can check my new prescription when I pick up my new glasses later today. The Doc promised me I'd have good enough close vision to do detailed tasks like this.

Writing a polite letter to the radio tower corporation because they done messed up their lease payments substantially.

Calling the pharmacy to see if they've filled my prescription yet. Nope! Check back later! When I DO get it, is it going to be the exact brand the Doc ordered, which he says is important in my case? Or is it going to be the cheaper version they gave me before.

Call to dentist - can they check out K's very small jaw, because there's a wisdom tooth poised to create havoc? Yes, tomorrow, Good.

I need stamps. I need a quart of oil for my valiant Subaru. I need to clean up after the numerous guests we had the night of the party.

Our cell phone bill came last week and was Wrong. It took me quite a while with printout of this month's charges and last month's charges and a highlighter to figure out what was wrong. Line by line through the trenches with my teeth clenched. How hard will they fight against fixing it? Who knows.

I am not a Business Person anymore. Why do I keep having to do This Much business shit?

Overtime   -   Max Baris , 2019.

Dutch, b.1945 -

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