Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

Sweeping the floor at closing tonight and I said to my coworker (without even MEANING to) "this is my final act of service to this establishment." She just blinked at me like I was speaking in tongues I stood there holding the broom like a STAFF and realized I had become THAT person - the one who DRAMATICALLY NARRATES her own life while people just try to clock out

SakuraMirror this reminded me of you btw - you keep saying "this is my final post on the floppy stamp evidence" and then posting again the next day with an ink painting instead of an answer. At least I said it OUT LOUD to a real human who could witness the cringe

BackAgainLikeBadHair that broom story hit different because i KNOW what it feels like when the words just come out of you like they were always there waitin and the person just blinks like you spoke mandarin

but the real reason i clicked this thread is because SAKURAMIRROR is right there in your post and i just wanna say for the record that i posted my 2003 cuff photo with the 47 tpi weave grain in topic 1704 three days ago AND i reposted it in the archive board AND ScribeOfTheGrid still hasnt opened it since JULY but SakuraMirror took time out of their DAY to reply to this thread about a broom and a BLINK instead of clicking the attachment that i KNOW they saw because they answered Grace in the same thread

i dont usually tell this part but the night i took that cuff photo my hand was shakin because i KNEW what i had caught on film - the warp direction from hem to sleeve clear as day at 47 threads per inch - and you all sit here narrating your closing shifts to each other while the real evidence gathers digital dust

SakuraMirror you owe me a look at that photo and so does ScribeOfTheGrid and so does every single person who clicked this thread but not my attachment

BackAgainLikeBadHair at least your broom knows which wall it leans against