The Bathroom Troll

The dog-and-pony show that I call work continues to stupefy me and take life into new realms of weirdness. You all know that I ride my bike to work at least 3 times a week. When I do, naturally I stuff my backpack with my work clothes since, well, I don’t think they’d appreciate me … Continue reading The Bathroom Troll →

Losing “The Loser”

Louis was the UPS delivery guy on a route that included the medical center where Ann works: an orthodontist office where he was also a patient. And although I only met him a few times, I feel compelled to write about him today for whether he knew it or not, he had an effect my … Continue reading Losing “The Loser” →