Indiana Joanna (khakipants) wrote,
Indiana Joanna
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So. Yesterday. Started out with one of the stupidest things I've done in a very long time. I was in the parking lot at work, and I drove a little too far forward and thus had to back up before pulling into the space I wanted. So I did back up- without looking. I never do that, so, of course, I bumped into the car of the person that I did not know had driven up behind me. It wasn't a hard bump, and my car is fine- a tiny amount of paint scratched off near the license plate. But her (brand new) car has a little dent on the fender and the license plate is all bent. So she's going to take it into the shop and see how much it's going to cost me to fix it, after which I get to decide whether or not to do the insurance thing. She was very polite, and we got it all figured out quickly, and I went inside to do my job.

An hour later, I was doing OK, I'd convinced myself that it was a stupid thing to do, but that it was over now, and there was no reason to dwell on it. Minor damage. It could easily have been so much worse. I mean, what's a little dent? Nothing. But then Reggie saw that I wasn't smiling, and asked me if I was all right, and I just knew that if I said anything I would start crying. So I just shook my head and and sat there and couldn't answer the phone. And then Jennifer walked by and said "Are you OK, Joanna?" at which I really started crying. Jennifer said something along the lines of "Oh no, I made her cry just by walking by!", so I started laughing and crying at the same time. Eventually, I went to calm down in Tracey's office, all the time thinking how stupid it was to be upset at all. (It makes me feel like my normal sense of composure is on a delicate balance, very easily rattled.) Tracey brought me an ice cream sandwich and let me come with her to buy the food for the company picnic that we had yesterday. We had an entire shopping cart full of hamburger and hot dog buns, and another filled with burgers (regular, turkey, and veggie) and hot dogs. And some cheese.

After that I felt better, and I was fine for the rest of the day. And the picnic was fun. We had it in the front lobby instead of outside. The front lobby is where my desk is, so it was very difficult to tell if the phone was ringing, and also difficult to hear what the people on the other end of the line were saying. It was a challenge.

So came the returning home part (afer a dreadfully looooooong final hour at work) and the getting Subway sandwiches for dinner part (this was a really good part) and the part where Erica and I decided that we should buy the old Columbia Palace 9 movie theatre and turn it into a bookstore/acting studio/meeting place for book and movie groups/home base for a Clue perfomance group/venue for Rocky Horror performances/really cool place. Whaddaya think, Laura?

We went to Borders and I bought a book and a CD and another CD. Good things!

So. Yesterday. Started on a bad note. Improved considerably.

The end.
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