Kate's Point of View

The bathroom situation at work is getting out of control. Here’s a summary of my most recent issues:

1. Women keep missing the toilet. It’s a large hole so what’s the problem? You have those tissue paper liners now so it just doesn’t make sense.
2. While sitting in my stall, the woman in the next stall managed to put her legs in MY stall.
3. The woman from number 2 then started to sing!

In college over my breaks I worked at Lazarus as a stock girl, gift wrapper or fluffer and folder. I was usually the youngest on whatever teams I was working and I just tried not to say something dumb.

Once this girl was talking about this couch she and her friends bought in college and how they kept finding roach clips in it. I know when she said it I made a face and yelled, “Ew!” Because who wants anything to do with roaches in your couch, right? Right.

Seventh grade at St. Columban. I was in the gym on the bleachers before school started. It was a casual dress day so we got to wear jeans instead of our jumpers, a treat for us. Gina, one of the popular girls, showed me how to french cuff my jeans. A momentous occasion. Mind you none of my jeans were long enough to begin with because I grew too fast, so french cuffed they were a good six inches too short. I was stylin’, I assure you.

Flash forward 13 years.

Walking to work today what do I see? A guy – a very cool guy strutting with that it-may-look-like-I-have-a-limp-but-really-I’m-just-cool-like-that strut – had his pants french cuffed.

It was the greatest thing I have seen all day.