Daily Promt

<a href="Swarm“>Swarm     My first thought when reading the word for this promt was an image of a lone person in the middle of the ocean with sharks circling.   Not just any regular old sharks but mutant sharks with two heads and the ability to reason like a human.  I believe my subconscious is coloring everything in my life right now with my problems.  So many times,  a person trys  to problem solve and anything you look at or think about takes on the form of that problem.  

      In my case,  my mutant sharks are major life decisions  attacking me,  ready to rip me to shreds at a moments notice.  All the while,  I’m just trying to tred water, looking for the safety of land, and maybe just maybe not be torn to pieces.  

   It’s amazing how the human brain reasons,  how we see our problems.  Maybe it’s this kind of creative process that will unravel the knot to a solution.   Who knows,  maybe my mutant sharks will decide not to eat me and just be like ” Hey,  saw you were drowning in the ocean.   Me and the boys thought you could use a lift. ” 


95% to 5% Shit Ratio

  • This year finds me a 32 year old single mother of two.  I do have a job but my hours and pay are being cut. My car is about to fall to pieces and I worry about the safety of my children riding in it.  At these moments, I feel helpless and frustrated.  I want to scream,  cry,  tear my hair out,   fall apart.  Having two children,  I can do none of this. Throwing a fit is a luxury I cannot afford.   
  • A friend of mine told me life is 95% shit to 5% cavier. We have to deal with all the shit for a short amount of happiness.  At This time in life, I’m finding I agree with this statement. Changes Always come and hopefully they change for the better.  

My week so far….

I work at a very popular store that is in  most malls across the U.S.   During my shifts, I have the oppurtounity to observe the difference in the human race and the differences that each person chooses to present as their own image to the rest of us.  Now, in my job I sell numerous objects, many are sex toys. One defining description of my job is to inform the public of how to safetly care for and clean said toys.  I do not find this a difficult task and by any means, it is not a difficullt task for people to do in their own homes.  Please bear with me and the language I use to describe my encounter with one young gentlemen at work.

This young man came in to my store, who i would apoximate his age to be aound 19 or 20,  to buy a cock ring.  These devices are not, pardond the pun, hard to use.  Nor are they hard to clean, but upon my advice on using the proper cleaner and techniques for safety, this young gentlemen proceeds to tell me that he is not worried about any of this and he will just use shoe cleaner…   I’m sorry? What? Why?  I did not say any of this out loud but I know for sure the expressions crossed my face.  After several minutes of trying to explain why this was not the greatest idea I had ever heard, I finally just exclaimed “let me know how this works for you.”   I am currently awaiting results.

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