11.20.2009

This post is a total cop out because Susan was left unprepared for day twenty.
Susan had another in a series of brutal f*cking days at Acme Sweatshop which has left her wondering if she'll be a sweatshop seamstress for much longer.
After work she went out by herself to the mall where she was stunned to find that some of her favorite stores are now selling absolute crap.
Ann Taylor LOFT she's talking about you.
When the mall kicked Susan out & turned off their lights she popped into the Big Chain Book Store to buy her favorite expensive decorating magazine then headed for home. On the way Susan returned her pal Cyndi's phone call (yes, she really spells it that way). Susan enjoyed the private time with her friend so much she continued the conversation while sitting in her driveway even though the family kept coming outside to interrupt. She ate a bowl of cereal at 11pm for dinner and crawled into bed with the laptop where she started working on day twenty but she realized that she'd never finish it on time so she's substituting this one.

4 comments:

patti said...

All my days have been cop outs, mostly. I was hoping to find my "voice" again, but...

Anyway, I enjoyed your cop out post. I'm right there with you, but without the freedom to escape by myself. Ever.

Dawn in Austin said...

I have a friend spelled Cyndi, too! Sounds like a busy day and your cop out was better than my no-post Friday blog. :)

TWISTED SUSAN said...

My friend Cyndi lives out your way, she's not a sarcastic RN is she?

Cupcake Murphy said...

No cop out. Just good.