Wednesday, March 26, 2014
WTF Wednesday is a semi-regular feature of this blog. It documents the things that have made me pause, slap my forehead and say, "What the f**k!" Well, that and I just like saying WTF. I'm retired. I don't have to watch what I say anymore. I'm not any one's role model.
They know me at Mike's Market. I'm a regular. Every day, rain or shine, I get my fix of Diet Coke for just a dollar. At the beginning of the school year when I was working, I was there early in the morning. Now that I'm on a more relaxed schedule, I roll in sometime after 10:00. I fill my giant Big Gulp mug with ice and Diet Coke, and if the lottery is over a hundred million, I might spring for one ticket. The Diet Coke will last me all day. It's 9:00 p.m. as I write this and I'm still sipping on the one I bought this morning. Those Big Gulp mugs are well insulated.
This morning I was filling my mug when the clerk asked me, "Are you working today?"
"No," I responded. "Why?"
"Well," she said. "You're all dressed up."
"I'm wearing sweat pants and a fleece pullover."
"Yeah," she says "but you match."
WTF??? Maybe it's time for me to upgrade my retirement wardrobe.