I just made some pollster's day.

[apocalypsos]

I just walked into my house, went to the bathroom, fed the cat, and headed into the bedroom to change when my phone rang. It turned out to be someone taking a Gallup poll. I was in such a good mood, I stayed on the phone and answered every question as nicely as possible, about half of which asked me in detail how my day went yesterday.

Considering how my day went yesterday, it was probably a memorable phone call for her anyway -- there was a fuckton of self-deprecating gallows humor going on and a lot of laughter -- but by the time she asked, "What is your current job?" and I said brightly, "Oh, me? I'm being trained to work in a call center," she LOST it.

Besides, it certainly couldn't hurt to add another left-wing atheist to the poll. :D

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Oh, my God, you guys, you should see my editing draft of The Grand Prize Winner. It's hilaaaaaarious. I'm only four pages in because I have tweaked THAT much stuff. There's so much writing in red pen all over it one of my co-workers was like, "Jesus, it looks like you bled all over it!"

It's so much FUN to be reminded of why I cringed every time I thought about editing it. *headdesk*