08.16.02
Jen Wilder has a problem with work-related transportation.
Her roommates have a habit of not picking her up after work.
A lot.
And then the first time she tried parking in the private lot kitty-corner to the mall ramp that Donna parks in everyday but never gets in trouble for, despite not having a permit to park there, Jen Wilder's car was towed.
"God doesn't want you to leave Younkers, Jen," I told her. "You could probably sleep in one of the display beds upstairs, and we have a washer and dryer, so you could even wash your clothes."
I don't think that really made her feel any better, but she didn't bite off my head or give me the silent treatment, which is a good sign.
What's in your head?
