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Thanks for all the kind thoughts y'all have been sending my way. They have helped imeasurably, and I am in a much happier place right now (a lovely spot on the banks of da Nile).
Saw Land of the Dead tonight, and it was ... weird. Post-apocalyptic (which I like), and full of ambiguity (which I like), but also loaded with "deer don't talk" moments. I mean, chock-ful of'em. I am VERY creeped out by zombie movies, and I wanted the movie to be worth all the tense moments I'm sure to have in the next couple days, and ... it wasn't so much.
After the movie we stopped at Safeway. I was in an aisle with one other customer -- she was down at the other end -- and I barely noticed when I stepped around a jar of spaghetti sauce that was spilled on the floor. A minute or so later, behind my back, I heard a thud, and the other customer was lying on the floor by the sauce. She groaned and started complaining about her ankle, and about the third thing she said was, "You were here, you saw [the spaghetti] was here before I fell." I stayed with her until a couple of Safeway employees got there, and then I went off to finish my shopping, but before I left the store I went back and gave the manager my name and number.
Something about the whole thing set off my spidey sense. I can't put my finger on it, and I certainly can't prove it, but I suspect she staged the whole thing. There was something about the way she talked, and she was *so* quick to start talking about witnesses. But the sauce *was* there, and she *did* wind up on the floor. So I told the store manager that I could verify the sauce was there first, but I also took pains to clarify that I didn't actually see her slip.
Saw Land of the Dead tonight, and it was ... weird. Post-apocalyptic (which I like), and full of ambiguity (which I like), but also loaded with "deer don't talk" moments. I mean, chock-ful of'em. I am VERY creeped out by zombie movies, and I wanted the movie to be worth all the tense moments I'm sure to have in the next couple days, and ... it wasn't so much.
After the movie we stopped at Safeway. I was in an aisle with one other customer -- she was down at the other end -- and I barely noticed when I stepped around a jar of spaghetti sauce that was spilled on the floor. A minute or so later, behind my back, I heard a thud, and the other customer was lying on the floor by the sauce. She groaned and started complaining about her ankle, and about the third thing she said was, "You were here, you saw [the spaghetti] was here before I fell." I stayed with her until a couple of Safeway employees got there, and then I went off to finish my shopping, but before I left the store I went back and gave the manager my name and number.
Something about the whole thing set off my spidey sense. I can't put my finger on it, and I certainly can't prove it, but I suspect she staged the whole thing. There was something about the way she talked, and she was *so* quick to start talking about witnesses. But the sauce *was* there, and she *did* wind up on the floor. So I told the store manager that I could verify the sauce was there first, but I also took pains to clarify that I didn't actually see her slip.