Passive aggressive moment of the day: The boss at one of my part-time jobs (the one that doesn’t give us holiday pay) came by to say goodnight and Happy New Year’s. He asked when my coworker and I were staying until, and I said, “I’m leaving two hours early. I have to get to my other job–they’re paying me double time.”
Okay, I may not have put enough emphasis on that word to warrant it being italicized, but I still feel like I stuck it to the man. A little.
These two dashing men were hanging out on my block this afternoon. Their potato mouths and eyes are ingenious, I think.
Happy New Year!