Lottery Tickets

So I am working a 16 hour shift the other day after working 3rds the night before. Having gotten home at 7 am from work and needing to be back at 3 pm, I sleep for a little and wake up about 1. Get a shower, write some bills and off I go. I had this brilliant idea of going to the grocery store (Tops Market) to buy stamps, instead of the post office, thinking it would be faster. Right? Not so much. I rip roar into the parking lot, fly out of my jeep and run into the store. At the service desk I find 2 little elderly woman in the lottery line, a middle aged woman purchasing a money order and a male in his 20's cashing a paycheck (or something) in the service line. Impatient as I am already, I count to 10 (which doesn't work, who the hell came up with that idea?) and take some deep breaths. After taking so many deep breaths I'm light-headed, I realize that only 1 little old lady has moved up in the lottery line and the money order seems to be taking forever. I think at this point I'm actually tapping my foot. Then it happens, a little old man gets in line for the lottery tickets. It's either him, or me. The service clerk looks at me, and then looks at him. Age apparently won this battle because she went to help him 1st. ALL I WANT IS A BOOK OF DAMN STAMPS. Are you kidding me? So, he proceeds to hand her a stack of tickets that he has won money on. Each ticket has to be scanned through the lottery machine, one -- after -- the -- other... And then it happens, I hear the dreaded words "I'd like to buy some more please" NOOOOOOOOOOOO It goes a little something like this "I'll take 167, 823, 463, 886, 264, 113, 363, 167, oh wait, did I already say that one? 329, 522, 743 and 539. Make those .50 straight and boxed. Then I'll take 6333, 9852, 8642, 1138, 9665,3241, 3001, 2006 and 3249 for 1.00 straight." At this point, I actually shift my weight and sigh VERY LOUDLY. Are you SERIOUS? Arrival time at store - 2:25, departure time from store 2:45. 20 minutes of lottery ticket buying. And don't forget his payout from the umpteen million tickets he brought in originally. I know that I'm impatient sometimes, but this was too much. I felt like I was on candid camera, or possibly a commerical of some sort. It def. could have been an episode of Seinfeld! I finally did get the stamps in case you were wondering. I took the stamps and actually ran out of the store to my car. Felt a little like a retard, but I had to get to work.
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Oh, another day in the life of Jamie...

One Year Ago...

One year ago today I woke up early to hear pots and pans banging by my head, in another room of course. Oh how I miss my teeny tiny room with the sink that had water hot enough to give you 3rd degree burns. I miss the mile long walk to get to the tube stations. I miss the unpredictable weather. I miss the people I met there. I miss the opportunities I had to travel extensively. What I'm trying to say is I MISS LONDON...
For anyone who still reads this blog, I am still alive. I want to travel for a career, any suggestions? Just graduated with a bachelor of arts degree in criminal justice (eewww wweee) but now I'm thinking I should have done something in journalism instead... Who knows, I change my mind every 5 days.
Feel free to send suggestions or ideas my way!

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