I don’t want to work today. I had a suspicion that lady Motormouth is going to be there. I left her a note last day about the things that she should try and remember for closing. I think that she might get a little pissy about it. I mean, I’m younger than her. This is an obstacle that I have met too frequently in this job. (not to mention that this one is a former teacher). So therefore, no matter what I say, even if I am technically senior, it gets ignored. I. Don’t. Think. So. I can be a mean bitch if I have to be, and she ain’t seen nothin’ yet. If she pulls my chain too hard today, I will snap it so hard her teeth will hurt for a week. Or even longer. I’ve had it.