Di already has called me a sewing ninja, and I proved my ninja skills breaking in/out of the house, so I might as well go the full hog:
Yesterday I had kind of a crappy day. For some reason, no store workers wanted to help me. And I'm not talking just not noticing me, I'm saying they LOOKED RIGHT AT ME and would walk in the other direction. This happened FIVE TIMES. I was more than a little grumpy when I came out of the drug store.
Me: "Grrrrr, stupid checker looked straight at me walking towards her and just walked off."
Justin: "I'm sorry."
Me: "I'm going to start carrying around nunchucks."
Justin: "Why?"
Me: "Because everyone always pays attention to the person with nunchucks!"
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