Tonight is the night. If you don’t know what that means, then welcome back from solitary confinement, bud.
My beloved works for Barnes and Noble. She “gets to” dress up as a Hogwarts professor and conduct a midnight party for the screaming mob of rugrats and their
bankrolls parents. She couldn’t be one of the professors in the book, however, so she had to make up her own costume and persona. Flossie Slapcabbage is a pet name that her father used to annoy her with, so that’s what she’s going with. At press time, she still didn’t know what she was professor of exactly…
To compound the excitement, hers is one of like 4 BN’s in the country that is in a mall, rather than a standalone box. Not only that, but it’s positioned in the mall right next to the movie theater… not only that, but tonight is opening night for The Hulk (not even counting how many teenie boppers might be headed to this monstrosity).
Then she gets to work Saturday, too.
I’m thinking somebody’s gonna need a nap before this weekend’s over.