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Nov. 8th, 2006 12:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xiphiasLast night, as part of tending bar, one of my nightmares came true. And I mean this in the sense of "I have a reoccurring unpleasant dream in which this happens, and then I'm relieved when I wake up and it didn't happen," but it did happen.
My pants ripped while I was tending bar. The inseam on the right leg. Thread just gave way. There's like an eight-inch gap from near the crotch to above my knee. I bend over to pick something up off the floor, and heard a ripping pop, and felt a breeze where there oughtn't be one.
Fortunately, I always have safety pins, so nothing bad happened.
Also, my feet hurt too much to do too much walking, and I wanted to mail some checks we had to deposit (our bank in is Vermont or somewhere like that, so we bank by mail). So I walked to the local corner drop-box. Which wasn't there. So I called the post office, and they've been decommissioning the blue streetcorner mailboxes, and that one doesn't exist any more. There are still other ones around, but most of them aren't much less walking than walking to the post office. And my feet aren't quite up to that. So the deposits won't be mailed until Lis gets home tonight.
I think there was a third thing I wanted to mention, but I don't remember what it was.
My pants ripped while I was tending bar. The inseam on the right leg. Thread just gave way. There's like an eight-inch gap from near the crotch to above my knee. I bend over to pick something up off the floor, and heard a ripping pop, and felt a breeze where there oughtn't be one.
Fortunately, I always have safety pins, so nothing bad happened.
Also, my feet hurt too much to do too much walking, and I wanted to mail some checks we had to deposit (our bank in is Vermont or somewhere like that, so we bank by mail). So I walked to the local corner drop-box. Which wasn't there. So I called the post office, and they've been decommissioning the blue streetcorner mailboxes, and that one doesn't exist any more. There are still other ones around, but most of them aren't much less walking than walking to the post office. And my feet aren't quite up to that. So the deposits won't be mailed until Lis gets home tonight.
I think there was a third thing I wanted to mention, but I don't remember what it was.