WHAT did you just call me????

So! I went to the Mary Kay party, which was very fun. We ate sandwiches and had tea with scones and cream and talked in British accents about it and put on all of the makeup and then had pie! The upshot of this situation is that not only did I purchase many of the possible Mary Kay products, I now have a Mary Kay lady and I'm hosting my own party at her house in December? This should all be very amusing to you, yes.

Yesterday, I had a slightly distressing time because my phone went missing, but I was in so few places yesterday that it must be in one of them so I'm not worried. Just...it's off right now, so hopefully it will be found! *sigh* Also got papers to grade and graded them, and also watched Turandot last night which was fantastic. Like, the singers in the production weren't great, but the production was beautifully set and I had never seen the opera before so it definitely brought tears to my eyes. "Father, I know the stranger's name...it is Love!!!" SO GOOD.

In other news, am having trouble sleeping through the night, which has never happened to me before. Last night, I went to sleep at 11 and woke up at 2 because of a nightmare, then went back to sleep and woke up at 6, then went back to sleep and woke up at 7. What is this new devilry? Perhaps the sleeping will be better tonight, because I don't have to wake up so early tomorrow? Perhaps.

Now, for the outrage. Yesterday, went on a road trip to the nearest Bank of America (which is an hour away) and was driving through Candor. No, you shouldn't know where that is. It's in the nowhere. The only radio station I could pick up (yes, that's right, my radio would scan through all the stations and land on ONLY this one) was the Family Life Network, which was playing Christian music (okay by me) and preaching ridiculous political ideas like commercials (not okay by me). Before I could get a CD in to stop the insanity, I was caught by a spot in which there was a man to whom they referred as "Dr. So-and-so" (which means a degree-granting institution gave him one) delivering ideas that I confess I don't understand. The idea was: if there are more people that believe in Jesus as it says you should in the Bible, that increases religious diversity. It's the new politicized brand of "aggressive atheism" that decreases religious diversity by forcing our government to stay secular and out of the reach of religious ideals.
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Yeah, I don't get it either. I literally drove my car saying "WHAT???" over and over again, out loud. This is like the time when I heard the spot where they said boys become atheist when their fathers aren't attentive to them. Ugh.

Then, on a slightly related but somewhat unrelated note, I stopped by Wal Mart (I know, ashamed, but it's the Bing and we don't have Trader Joe's here) to pick up some groceries and some cotton rounds. The man who was at the register ringing me out, who was somewhat toothless and generally not okay, called me "baby." It was all I could do to calmly walk out of the store. I considered telling a manager about it. I probably should have, but I was so angry that the conversation would not have been rational.

These are the reasons why he should not feel comfortable calling me baby:
1. Our age difference was not significant (For example, if he had been about 20 years older than me and called me "sweetheart" I would've taken that as generational whatever)
2. I didn't know him at all
3. A smile and a polite conversation are just that, especially when you don't know someone at all
4. I take very few diminuitives well, even from the people I like BUT OF COURSE HE WOULDN'T KNOW THAT BECAUSE HE DOESN'T KNOW ME AT ALL
5. No person should be so comfortable looking at a stranger, sizing up the stranger as a piece of meat, and assuming a level of personal interaction is acceptable without asking first, just because of the person's gender (translation: he obviously thinks he has a right to do that to any woman, and it just makes me want to vomit!)

So, respect the people around you maybe? If you don't you'll be like a gross toothless man at Wal Mart.