...except at the vehicle registration's office. The only reason they still used it was that it's a Bank of America card.
I just now noticed that Visa's Everywhere slogan has been "shelved", though.
My car is registered, inspected, and gassed up. I bought this month's diapers and I'm about to eat lunch with a friend.
After my car was inspected, the man that inspected it complimented my daughter's radiant beauty. Of course. He then said that he has a 7 month old daughter. I asked if he was helping his girlfriend or wife with the baby. (He's near my age: which is young.) He said proudly, "No, she does everything." I gave him a funny look and said, "Uh, maybe you should try helping her out a little. She lucky to have you with the baby - but only if you help."
I've noticed that I've become increasingly assertive and opinionated.
When my neighbors fought over cigarettes, I rolled my eyes and said, "Just go home. That's the stupidest thing ever to fight about."... as I walked up the stairs with my daughter.
People seem to respect me when I'm being assertive, but I should probably be cautious about who I'm giving my opinions to - so brashly.
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