Sweet Catastrophe

Can you even fathom that? I couldn’t either till this week. We have this one lady in town who’s very known. She moves around quite a bit and has normal stops. We were talking this week about once when she came into the store during a Commercial Sales event. Someone offered her a donut, but she turned it down because it wasn’t Krispy Kreme. We all got a kick out of that, wondering how you could be homeless and afford to be that picky. I mean, obviously if you’re homeless you’re not worrying with apidexin reviews and the like, usually just hoping to eat something in a day.

Turns out, though, someone else had actually had a long conversation with her in the store one night. It was when it was getting really, really cold at night so they asked if she had any family they could call so they got in touch with her family and it turns out this woman has money, she has a home, she has an entire family! She just doesn’t want to be home. They drive up (they live in Florida) every now and then to check on her, and I guess she contacts them every once in a while, but she prefers to live this way. I don’t know how she came to be in Valdosta, but it’s clear she’s not totally there– for instance, a beam of light from one of our scan guns touched her foot one night and she just freaked out about how it had just given her cancer. *shrug* I just can’t even imagine how things must have been for her family for them to get to the point where they just had to back away and let her be “homeless.” Craziness.