After picking up Solana's glasses, I followed the kids into the pharmacy across the hall while answering a phone call from citi mortgage. Every parent with a cell phone has been there: torn between the important call their kids. When "I'll buy you that candy as soon as I finish this phone call" didn't appease Levi, I gave the two of them three dollars (Solana says I gave it to Levi, I thought the both had a hand on it) and told them to get whatever that can get, I'll be on the phone. Rather than recognize that $1.50 each was a huge windfall of a candy budget, they proceeded to argue over whose $3 it was, soon taking $1 each and fighting over the remaining $1. When it became clear that they didn't have the skills to resolve this one on their own, I took all three dollars back, gave one to each of them and took one for myself. They were instantly content and went right to picking out their respective candy.
I went to pick up my car yesterday evening at the home of a man I have known well for several years. As I got close to his house, I called to tell him I was on my way and had forgotten my key to his place (which I've always had, but no longer regularly carry) and would need to be let in. Several minutes later, after ringing the doorbell repeatedly with no answer, I thought of the spare key that was hidden outside the man's house. I let myself in and proceeded to the kitchen to grab my keys. The man yelled at me from downstairs that I was breaking and entering and he was calling the sheriff. I grabbed my goods and got the heck out of there!
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