A customer drove up to the donation center today, got out of her car and walked over to the door where I was waiting. (We are supposed to greet the customers at their cars.) She was wearing large sunglasses. She said to me (thinking, for some reason, I might care) "I've just had my pupils dilated, I can't see a thing!" and then she goes on to ask the kind of items we accept. Typical questions.
Let me reiterate the part where she drove up to the donation center.
Thank fucking fuck fuck that the people I care about are not on the road right now.
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