Riddle me this: When my manager tells me to pick up the pace, and rush customers in and out of the jewelry store within 60 seconds, is it acceptable to inform him that I'm not working the McDonald's Drive-Thru, honey? You don't get fries with these diamonds, hot pants. This raises another question for me-- is it acceptable, if one's life is endangered by management of an establishment, to leave a job without notice? I did once play Johnny Paycheck as I left a radio station, but that was more for laughs. My program director and I are old friends. THIS guy, this current guy... no.

And the Book tells us, we need only Faith the size of a Mustard Seed. We can then tell the Mountain to move, and it will move. The meek shall inherit the earth, and the mustard shall move mountains.

So I ...

...went out to dinner. Because everyone told me to. Which is an awful reason to go to dinner. Because I'm a great cook. Because he was rude to the waiter. And me. Really quite. But I drove myself. Because my defense mechanisms are on pointe. Which enabled me to be home thirty-three minutes from the beginning of the date. So I... Think I'll stay home next time.