It's Friday and Facebook won't let me post this...

[livejoan]

It's Friday, glorious, blessed Friday. I could not solve yesterday's work problem. But today, the customer and his wretched coat goes back to his native country (where he will no doubt tell all about the horrid Americans who don't even have good tailors), and I say, 'Just go! And if by some chance you get the local tailor to fix it, I say,

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[livejoan]

Oh, I was so frustrated when I posted that. You have no idea how many hours I spent trying to fix that dang coat, only to have it do the same thing it was doing before. That kind of failure is fortunately rare for me.

I had a happier day today. The teenaged prom girl came in to try her dress on, (which I'd taken in in the bust and waist and shortened to just under her knees). Her eyes shined, she smiled brightly as she twirled around, "It fits perfectly!" She exclaimed. That's the kind of thing I like to hear!