One of the sandwich guys in Cafe 212 does not like his job.
I can tell by his eyes and the way he looks at me when he's using that giant knife to cut my turkey. I can tell he's imagining it's my face.
In happier news, I made a friend at work today! She was 4 (NOT 3, as she vehemently specified) and she was waiting for a play date with Theo and she took off her shoe and we laughed and laughed and laughed because it is VERY funny to take off your shoes. And then she told me that we met in make-believe yesterday and there was a poopy monster but she didn't protect me. And then she met Kendale and called him "Candle." Many times and wouldn't stop.
Everything was going swimmingly until her mom FINALLY showed up and told her it was time to go, and she was so sad to leave us that she had a tantrum. I mean, I know I'm lovable but WOW she wanted to be best friends. Kids usually love me or hate me. For the former, I'd imagine it's because they think I'm one of them. For the latter, WHATEVER they're just jealous.
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