I deleted my story about screwing up at work and replaced it with a story that—upon rereading—makes me sound like a klepto.

Heh.

I swear I’m neither. And in a semi-related story I grabbed a t-shirt to wear today and it was an anvil drop shirt from a few years ago. So I repaid my debt to the family business by advertising, right?

Ai.

I’ve seen a few episodes lately (different shows) about people living in poverty. Or people living in a wartown country and struggling to survive.

There’s nothing that will make you feel more petty or shallow. My crap is so minor compared to others.