why does it seem like theres always gotta be one nemesis stop light?
ya know, the one where it seems like everyday you have to stop for the fucker... even on a good/lucky day...

well, mine used to be the one by wendys in kirkland.
124th and 116th, i think...
now its 65th and ravenna...
why does it seem like where ever i go, i always cross ravenna?


so you know how all the moms are always saying,
"dont put your fingers on the conveyor belt, or they'll get caught"?
well thats a buncha bull, unless the belt is broken, but thats still a hard task.
but anyway, i saw the first check-out stand accident of my professional (heh) career.

this mom of three had just paid me. she had two kids on foot, and the other in the little seat. you know the little thing at the front of the cart with the two holes for them tiny legs...
well the littlest kid was in that. and the mom was on the other side of the cart pulling it to leave.
but this little kid in the seat wanted to touch the conveyor belt. so he leans and leans..
his moms still pulling.
all of a sudden "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
this kid screams. the most shrill thing i've herd in a while.
so you know the little stand where you can write your checks/sign your credit card slip/where the debit machine/donation jar is?
yeah, well the kid was being pushed up against that, while his mom was pulling him, and he had no where to go.
yeah, that seems like it would hurt. i think all the pressure was on his head too.

there was no real damage, but the kid was crying, of course...
theres nothing like that to quiet down a line as quickly as that did.
the only thing the next guy in line could say was... "poor kid."