A sudden transformation startled me today.

Cullen and I were out and about running errands and getting junks done. We were at this counter and I was talking to a nice articulate woman with beautiful hair. I turned away for one second and to my shock she had been replaced by a little skinny woman who seemed to be quite coked out.

She kept sniffing and wiping her nose on her shirt. How foul is that? Then she got really angry because she couldn't find a pen. She started bitching everyone out and throwing things around. I think maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't gotten the nice chick first. There is no doubt some sort of lesson in there.