We're all a little crazy. I know that. I accept that. And I understand that "the crazy" is what makes us all unique. BUT...
I've managed to land myself right smack in the middle of a whole bunch of crazy people. One person on the staff runs up and down the hall everywhere she goes. She carries her purse, too. I just got off the phone with one of my frequent callers. I'm pretty certain the call came from a padded cell in a psych hospital on the East Side. If not, it would be appropriate.
And this was just the first 40 minutes of my day. You gotta laugh. They're nice people. But they're kinda crazy.