I had a few "perm years" back then Surprised no one ever just put me out of my misery...or sat left theirs. For some reason I liked my perm. Ew. Shudder. Trying to edit the "sat left theirs"... but have no idea what that meant...never mind!
Hmmm. This gives new (possible) meaning to the name a couple of Hispanic friends in NYC used to call me ."Pahtay Pattie".Maybe they were actually dissing me the whole time...
When I went to the DR to stay at an AI, I learned "thank you" and "please". Thery liked me. That's all they needed, apparently, an effort and politeness! ha ha
@HogladyriderLet's face it, we don't have pictures of ANY of the most interesting (to us) parts of Sid's life, Like...well, puking in the sink. Hollering at a coffee lady...that stuff. We just hafta imagine (as scary as that sometimes may be).
I am a selfish person. I don't deserve the martini I am sipping. My first thought was envy--all those "young" people with bods that are not yet an embarrassment! Those were the days, by God. lol
Drama before first coffee (due to not yet having said coffee) is a crappy way to start the day, for sure. But just go with it, let it go and the rest of the day will be just fine. Gotta let it go first, though. Onward ever onward, Sid!