tidbit time!

Yep, it’s tidbit time, you guessed it right, cause how else do we get to know one another (cough) than by sharing little itsies about our lives, painfully, bit by bit, woooo!
So, today’s tidbit: when I was 5, maybe 6 years old, about the age when one starts seeking out nicknames for oneself that one [...]

handicapped-bathroom guilt

As far as I can tell, there isn’t anyone disabled that works on my office floor, yet I understand, of course, at any minute, one could pop up out of thin air. You know, POOF, “Oh, hi nice to meet you,” I would offer politely, maintaining eye contact obviously, making sure not to [...]