Work...

Friday, on the way home, I went to Taco Bell. There's a guy slouched in one of the chairs there, about 25-28 years old, talking to one of the women working there, who was over 40. He says to her "yeah, I just gotta work at my own pace, not like they want me to. If I worked like that, I'd get tired."....Hmmm....work, a novel concept!!!

Photoshoot

Same day. Leaving work, I pull out of the parking garage and drive past the mental health building. It's an OK building, nothing stellar. A semicircular white brick driveway in the front with a palm tree or two in the center, and the building itself is a 3 stories, concrete & glass. So, in front of the building, there are 3 motorcycles. Real ones, not the ones wannabes ride. On one bike, a woman is lounging, arm draped dramatically across her forehead. A man is standing next to her, and in front of them is another guy, camera blazing. WHO KNEW that the mental heath building was a photoshoot opportunity waiting to happen??

DTs

We get this guy into the unit because they want to watch him to make sure he doesn't get DTs. His mother comes to see him, and the first thing he says to her is "Do you have any alcohol at the house?" She replies "Sure, you want me to bring you some?"