Thursday, December 28, 2006
The wild rabbits are scary. In Spanish.
Joel cannot say that phrase in Spanish, despite his claims to be "Spanish-speaking." Promotion at work turns mild-mannered tellers into braggarts.
The drive-through area is creepy, no way around it. Something about it seems like a desolate wasteland and staring out over it all feels like I'm looking at an alien landscape from behind protective glass. Today, (because of the game?) there were more people than usual wandering around the grounds (and driving the wrong way through our drive-through lanes) and they seemed lost and as if they should be wearing big astronaut suits.
The rabbits are by far the worst. Growing up in Lubbock, jackrabbits from a distance seem more normal to me than the sweet ones in pet stores. Long ears, brown, fast. Normal rabbit. But up close? Scary motherfuckers. They have wild eyes, sinewy limbs, and menacing teeth. Really disturbing. They make me grateful for the thick window that perpetually blinds me with sunglares and inwardly sigh for the people who are outside in their midst.
The drive-through area is creepy, no way around it. Something about it seems like a desolate wasteland and staring out over it all feels like I'm looking at an alien landscape from behind protective glass. Today, (because of the game?) there were more people than usual wandering around the grounds (and driving the wrong way through our drive-through lanes) and they seemed lost and as if they should be wearing big astronaut suits.
The rabbits are by far the worst. Growing up in Lubbock, jackrabbits from a distance seem more normal to me than the sweet ones in pet stores. Long ears, brown, fast. Normal rabbit. But up close? Scary motherfuckers. They have wild eyes, sinewy limbs, and menacing teeth. Really disturbing. They make me grateful for the thick window that perpetually blinds me with sunglares and inwardly sigh for the people who are outside in their midst.
# posted by Anna : 10:20 PM
