One of those mornings when you step out on your porch with your nicest dress shoes on, a clean white shirt and tie, and no pants; before the morning breeze awakens you to the fact that something isn’t what it should be.
One of those mornings when you leave with your whiskers overdosed and the gentleman next door waving at you with a smile you don’t understand – yet.
One of those mornings when the broken piece of glass, that seems to have been sitting by the side of the walk forever, with the sticker that reads “This building is protected by ************ security” still affixed, just doesn’t seem so much ironic as prophetic.
Well, they always seem to become one of those days!
I’m going to get a sticker made for our office window that reads ,”The ghost Daffy Duck haunts this office”, I’m thinking perhaps it does.