Tuesday, July 8, 2008


I just had to go to my eye doctor's office to retrieve a FIVE DOLLAR CHECK I wrote them because I felt fairly certain it might bounce and end up being a sixty-five dollar hit when all said and done.

It does not feel good at all to explain to the office staff, in front of the waiting room, why you do not have FIVE DOLLARS to spare in your bank account. Truly, they could not have been sweeter to me, but I still felt like White Trash Barbie.

I console myself with the knowledge that Athens is one of those few places where almost bouncing a five dollar check (or barfing in your front yard at 7:30 on a Tuesday evening after an early baseball game...) might actually be socially acceptable.

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