Thursday, July 1, 2010

(UPDATED) Facepalming in Biloxi (A Photo Diary)

by Free Chicken and Beer

It's rare that I disdainfully bury my face into my palm and massage my temples with my thumb and middle finger in quiet frustration so early in the morning. But the sheer lunacy of one woman's brazen suggestion at how I do my job nonetheless prompted me to facepalm around 8:30 yesterday. I have to say, that's the earliest time I've ever been so confused and saddened at the same time, so much so that I had such a reaction.

Read below the fold to find what exactly she said that crushed my spirits and prompted the palming of my face.



continued at Daily Kos....