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August 1, 2013

So I’m leaving a parking ramp by the courthouse in St. Paul today.  As I drive up I hand this large beautiful black women my credit card and ticket.  She says the credit card machine is broke.  And I say “well honey what are we going to do” in a very head waitress kind of tone.  She says, well since I don’t really care that much this is what I’m going to do, as she just lets me go without paying, all along repeating what I said in admiration, “well honey, what are we going to do.”  Bye Honey, she says. 

Felt like one of my angels dropped by to say hello.

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