The roach man came this morning to spray, thankfully. I was in my underwear. That was cool.
I was further initiated into being a “real” employee at work yesterday. A lady wanted to dry clean her pants with poop on them. I got to tag them. Yippee! I carried them to the poop spot in the back using the stapler.
Everyday I ask if life could get more exciting and God says, “Yep, Beth, today you do it [the exciting thing] nude.” Who wouldn’t want to be a part of it?