Sounds like whining

Sounds like whining, but I wonder about some of the folks I see at the events I work at. I’ll watch a person walk around and drop $100 or more on readings, bouncing from reader to reader until that person hears what he or she wants to hear. From my own experience, I’ve found that peddling dreams is a little less lucrative in the long run. I got busy Saturday afternoon, and at one point, all I remember, was begging for my client’s leave, long enough to stuff a granola bar in my mouth, just to keep going. Had some delicious tacos last night at Guero’s, sort of a necessary thing. Then, a little later, I was with one of the Virgo’s at the home improvement store, she was looking for something for her house, and she kept saying, “I like but it’s too big.” Right, like that’s a common complaint. She was talking about microwave ovens, of course.