Liquor & Eggs

I'm laying in bed right now, feeling like shit. These allergies are killing me. I'm supposed to be working, but if I talked to any clients right now, they would probably think I was crying. One of the perks, as I promised my boss, of working for home - had I worked in an office, I would have definitely called in sick today; however, I'm going to ride it out and hopefully get a few hours of work done this afternoon after  I get my hands on some allergy medicine. 

On a more random note, my kitchen cabinets have been lacking hardcore. I haven't gone to the grocery store in a very long time because I won't be here for the next two weeks - but finally, yesterday, I had to give in. I went to the corner store - it's a liquor store with some necessities like bread, eggs, milk, etc - and picked up a few basics. When I got to the register, I realized I only had a debit card on me, and the guy only accepted cash. [That is, by the way, one of my major flaws - I NEVER carry enough cash on me.] I told the man, who spoke broken english, that I could not buy the groceries because of this reason, but he insisted that I take them anyways, and repay him when I could. He said "food is no big deal, you must eat. worry about money later." Granted, it was only 18.00 , but I was surprised to find that sort of small-town relationship/trust in the middle of such a big city, where everybody more or less is pretty jaded. It was refreshing.