apropos of anything

Because it’s late and because the weeks, they just keep getting worse as the year goes on, so much that I am almost ready to hand 2007 the “Worst Year EVER” award, and it’s only March. But. That’s why TBTT is so important: It reminds me that things aren’t really as crappy as they seem.

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1. Stealing your lunch (or as Dan calls it, running up a tab). Last week, I ran over to Ali Baba’s on Broad St. because I was craving some grape leaves. I thought I had eleven dollars in my pocket, so I didn’t bother to take my purse. I waited in line (because they only have grape leaves at the gyro counter, which almost always has the longer line), ordered a side of grape leaves ($2.95 without tax), and went to the register to pay… except that I didn’t have eleven dollars. I had TWO dollars. It was one of those wishing-the-floor-would- swallow-me-up moments. I told the guy at the register that I was sorry, but I couldn’t pay for the side. He had a conversation in Turkish with the other guy, and then he told me it was okay, I should take them, and I could pay for them later. I refused. He insisted. I refused some more. The other guy piped up that he knew me, it was okay, I’d pay for them later, no more arguing. I took them. Going to Ali Baba’s and back was my only free thirty minutes of the day, which meant it was my only shot at lunch, so Alhumdulillah for trust and generosity.

2. People who understand your righteous indignation. Y’all, I have been full to bursting with righteous indignation this week. So much so, in fact, that I’m a little surprised people around me haven’t gotten fed up and said, “Shut up, princess.” Instead, they’ve been righteously indignant with me, on my behalf. So while I am possibly due a “Shut up, princess” for still being indignant this late into the week, I appreciate their remarkable restraint and extremely well-timed “You’re KIDDING me”s.

3. Sleep. When you realize you haven’t gotten enough in about… three straight weeks, there’s nothing so beautiful as being able to climb into bed.

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