  should i feel bad? the customer said, "pick out a couple of frames for me-" so i went straight to the armani section. seven hundred dollars later, the customer said, "am i going to need sun glasses? " "oh, definitely. everyone needs sunglasses, sometimes two or three pairs depending on whether or not you play sports or like to keep maybe one in the car and one at home. " "oh. well, yeah, maybe i should get two. what do you suggest? " "here are a few more armani's.
" i think i took him for the proverbial ride. i felt bad all day. then i check my commission screen and didn't feel so bad. i laughed- all the way to the bank, you might say. and then i realized the bank was closed so instead i came home and checked my email. i wish i recieved more email. you can never get enough email. or antibiotics, i hear that you should take an antibiotic for just about everything. i'm going out with my mother in a few hours, just me and her. this happens rarely in nature, and there's a reason for that. the last time we went out, just me and her, i spent the following five hours driving around by myself and crying.
maybe it wasn't five full hours, but it was certainly no less than two. i hope that once i move out, i can grow to appreciate how fucked up she is and maybe even establish some sort of relationship with her other than the one we have now- which i like to think of as apple-like, consisting basically of a core of resentment, the fruit of hatred, a shiny bitter skin, a small green leaf of too-small peace offerings, and the stem of any self-doubt i may have... i mean root of all.... anyhow. i haven't been able to eat apples in a while, but that's a different story that has nothing to do with anything else AT ALL, except for maybe that movie "titanic," which i can't believe i ever sat through. all four times. i mean, what were we, as a collective group of sappy fuckheads, thinking? i can't remember. and now back to daydreaming about the general layout of the wrigley factory. oh the fun i could have in a gum factory!
kind of like that book, willy wonka and the chocolate.... something. that was a movie as well. probably worth renting, but i really wouldn't know because i haven't seen it. it wasn't on afi's top 100- but who's in the afi anyhow? certainly no one i know- and nobody i would WANT to know. too many of my meal choices include noodles. my personal food pyramid is all out of whack. 
