I am sitting at the Border's that I like to work at on Friday's as I prepare for Sunday morning. The girl that is working here is leading one of those uncomfortable kind of conversations with the other guy sitting in here. It's one of those scenes where you know this guy is just hoping for someone to buy some coffee so he can maybe slip out of here.
I have been here for about 15 minutes and already she has told him the locations of her tattoo's, the body piercings she has (none are visible by the way), her shower frequency, how she broke up with her boyfriend because he wanted to talk to her on the phone and how this guys girlfriend may be a gold digger.
I think she may be mistaking her place of employment as a therapy session. I would go order some coffee but this is to good to stop.
Heart and Soul,
BAG
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