The intern thinks my name is "Hey"

Which is fine (no it isn't) except that I made a point of learning her name, because I thought referring to her as "Intern" would be rude.  I know that she actually knows my name, because whenever someone tells her to "ask A-Dub" this or that, she manages to locate me.  She just addresses me exclusively as "Hey."

 

Ah, well.  Other than that, she's fine.  Besides, she's Midwestern, so I suppose I can't hold her to the same standards to which I hold normal people.

 

In other news, I mightily offended an extremely stinky bum in Office Max this weekend.  Who knew I had such power?  All I had to do was walk by him!  N.O. and I have begun packing for our move, but were running dangerously low on packing tape, so I headed to Office Max to pick up some tape and a few other packing necessities.  I hadn't fixed my hair (natch), so I was hiding out under an Alma Mater U. baseball cap.  It was sort of tan with the school name in black embroidery--very unassuming.  However, stinky homeless guy didn't think so.  "Don't want no Alma Mater U!" he grumbled toothlessly as he headed toward the door (presumably after determining that Office Max could not meet his office supply needs after all).  "Hate them damn Baptists!"  He didn't stop there, either.  He continued to noisily decry Baptists and Alma Mater U.-affiliated people and things for quite some time, until he was out of earshot.

 

I don't know what made him so bitter toward us.  Maybe he was denied tenure?