Surviving Insufferable People: Plus One for Resilience

“Pay me a hundred dollars and you can take my picture.” The man’s unruly gray hair spilled out of a cap knitted in rainbow-colored stripes, just as the words spilled from his lips. Everything else about him was entirely forgettable. I laughed aloud at this notion; my two out-of-town companions stood there speechless, observing the … Continue reading Surviving Insufferable People: Plus One for Resilience