we don't need no stinking mimeographs!

How did my day go?
Hey, thanks for asking!
I was hit on with the pick up line, "Hey, how's it goin'? Can I have one of your pens?".
I had to explain, in excruciatingly painful detail, to no less than three people how their own insurance company works.
Filed like I was a house on fire.
Had my triple grande non-fat latte from you-know-where.
Texted my husboard.
And made it home safely with my two little girlies in time for dinner prepared by their wonderful dad.
Ahhh.
"It's getting better all the time" (The Beatles)
And it's about damned time!

How did your day go?