The skies are gray today. She is tired of wearing her wool coat, but it was only 39 degrees this morning. They say it won't warm much today and will most likely rain. The rain is welcome she thinks; for her bulbs need the moisture. There is possibility of spring snow; not a welcome event , yet not surprising. She waits to go meet her son this morning as he will be accompanying her on her ride. This breaks up her normal routine which is good but also intrusive.. As she has sat at her corner today listening to the bustle of the establishment; she is quite happy she does not work here. There is a supervisor that is like a little gestapo hen. She is quite sure this person does her job with efficiency but she is a bit scary. Thus the gladness at not working here. Unfortunately her time at her corner table was marred a bit by the tones heard coming from this tiny gestapo-like woman. Thus goes her morning so far.
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