Sometimes there are moments when you feel like you are in a living, breathing stereotype. The other day as I was walking into my work building, I was getting on the elevator with a group of older, rich-looking men. One of them referred to the other as "Senator" so I can only assume he was one since I don't care to know what any of them look like. Once we were all in the elevator they began lamenting about how they've only been able to go golfing a few times so far this spring because it was such a harsh winter and how awful it's been...
A politician and some lobbyists talking shop about golf. I wanted to gag, and it had nothing to do with pregnancy.
4.24.2014
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