Today I had to get those damn 2 cent stamps because the postal service decided to wait until the DAY AFTER I bought a bunch of 37 cent stamps to announce the price increase. So, I went to the little store at my work and asked for some of the stamps and she gave me a sheet of Navajo Jewelry stamps. Her reaction was priceless when I said "Do you have any other stamps? My father was killed by a Navajo warrior...you know, back in the day." I don't think she likes me.
And karma just got me back, since I was just at my desk....sitting on my foot [absently minded, I kept my shoes on]....when I suddenly remembered....I HAD JUST POLISHED MY SHOES LAST NIGHT. Dang. Shoe polish everywhere. I truly am an idiot.
Fate, you are a bitch.
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