Small towns by Margaret Leora Workman; Warponie Art

I grew up in a small town and I always knew who was driving around or at the store and who was at the gas station or wherever. I also knew about their parents and what they did at all times of the day. I used to volunteer at a veterinarian clinic and so I sometimes knew people’s parents without knowing their children who were my age. And sometimes I knew both separately and I always tried not to envision their kids at school while I was in the parents presence. It was a small town. fast forward to now. I live in kind of a bigger small town but still very small and I forget that sometimes for a long time while I try to figure out why things happen the way they do. I want to move my modem and such to a different place. I have already done this and the company came and moved it for me. This time the cord still isn’t long enough to move anywhere but 2 feet away from the wall. I would like it to be 10 feet away. So I did the chat talk thingy. I Asked if I could have it moved over chat. She said that I could just go get a longer cord and do that myself. I thought , oh dear why is this person mad at me already? I was so nice! Then I said um well this isn’t a coaxial cable it’s very thin and small and I have never seen one of those at the store. So she said that she would check to see what kind of internet I had. I tried not to have an opinion about that because… ? So then she said oh! That is a fiber optic cable or something. You can definitely get that at the hardware store. Just take the old one so that you can show it to them. They will give it to you. I see! I didn’t know that I could just rip that cord right off of my house out from that big box that is screwed to the side of it that I wanted to move anyway. It’s all stapled and stuff. I wondered if I could have done that with the huge cord hanging in loops through my yard as well. I would have hung it elsewhere but since the installation people are sort of short maybe they didn’t want to climb ladders and such. So I thanked her for her help and gave her a heart emoji. I told her as well that she is so adorable to have told me that because she saved me like 75$ and then she told me that installing new outlets are horribly expensive there too so let’s not do that either. So I guess I get to move stuff around now that I didn’t like how it was done anyway! I kept wondering if she did that on purpose? and then I remembered that this is a small town so maybe I have met someone that she knows, and they were oh so terribly displeased… And How many times has this happened?? Right?? Did she choose to throw herself under that bus??