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Nov. 21st, 2004 08:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kybearfuzzIt seems like this weekend is mine for running into old classmates. While shopping at Kroger's (because the twin rarely has any real food in his house), I ran into Sissy, with whom I went to high school. She's the chronic hypochondriac, always something wrong with her. I worked with her at a department store and she always got the cushy position because she was ill or hurt. Don't get me wrong, we've always been okay, but no one could have all of her problems without being dead by now.
She came up to me and gave me a hug, probably catching some germ that will give her chronic health problems that she can blame on me. She then starts to tell me about her new job and how she's applied to the UK pharmacy program. I'm surprised because this is good news for a change.
She then tells me that she had to take a term off because of her bad back and her hysterectomy.
Ummm... yeah.... ewwww...
She came up to me and gave me a hug, probably catching some germ that will give her chronic health problems that she can blame on me. She then starts to tell me about her new job and how she's applied to the UK pharmacy program. I'm surprised because this is good news for a change.
She then tells me that she had to take a term off because of her bad back and her hysterectomy.
Ummm... yeah.... ewwww...
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Date: 2004-11-22 06:05 am (UTC)