Friday, November 26, 2010

autobiographical


10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ah, Mrs. D has retail roots. That fits somehow. -Cin

Bucko (a.k.a., Ken) said...

Before I read your caption, I thought of Ms. Detillo.

FrankandMary said...

Not exactly Capraesque, huh? I'll bet that store could of used a big self-help symposium..well, except those don't usu help anyone...anyway. . . Hope you & P & pets had a nice T day.xoxoxo

Lisa said...

We had our "Kate", she died, we all felt really, really bad.

Vickie said...

I remember Alco stores in Kansas. Hmm - don't you only change the names to protect the innocent?

Debra said...

i like your autobiographical frames, lil slices that tell oh so very much.

toomanycookies said...

Reading you blog makes me laugh and want to smoke. Damn you.

Big Mark 243 said...

The co-worker who became a cop... finally was able to find his true calling... that is part of the problem with police... mediocre people with authority... same with the model Mrs. D ... both are small people with Grinch-sized hearts who get to push people around and inflict as much discomfort into people lives...

Big Mark 243 said...

... as far as the girl with leukeimia... again with the other two... as if making other people uncomfortable and miserable was their only purpose in life... she was among their number.

Sad about her brief life... not missing her lack of being a decent as she could have been person....

Chris said...

The retail world is full of some great people and some really ummm special people.