We spent the afternoon, tromping through already crowded malls, getting a jump start on some Christmas shopping. By the end of our outing I was, shall we say, getting a tad grumpy. (Who, me?) So when a somewhat frazzled, gum-chewing cashier proceeding to put a set of four china mugs in a bag together, without any packing material or protection, I snapped and demanded she wrap the mugs individually. This was met with an, “Oh, yah, right, okay.” Chaw, snap, pop.
Well, long boring story shortened, I proceeded to come home and break two of the mugs myself. Another item we’d purchased fell out of its bag and landed on the mugs, smashing two of them into unrecognizable shards of porcelain. Karma? Of course. Serves me right.
That’s my sad tale of woe for today — hopefully something more notable will happen before tomorrow. (Be careful what I wish for, right?) I hope you enjoy the photo.