Momnesia

Don't Even Try, People

We have an awesome mail carrier here at the Spirit, an ebullient Latino man with a big voice and a beautiful soul. Every day is a great day to him, and if your day is going badly, he'll make you feel better for a minute... unless you're one of the grumpy old ladies who work here.

"Good afternoon Metro Spirit!" he booms as he enters the building and sets the mail down with a flourish. "It's a beautiful day today!"
"Well, we're stuck inside so we wouldn't know," A.W. mutters.
"Yeah, so thanks for reminding us," A.C. chimes in out of his earshot.
I can't help but laugh.
"Is that what you were talking about on your blog?" A.C. asks, and A.W. guffaws.
I grin: "The Triumverate of Testiness? Yup. Pretty much."