Question:
Everybody else in the room disappeared . There was no one alive for those moments except that old man and me . I brushed and I brushed and I brushed until every tangle was out of that hair .

What was making the situation uncomfortable for the narrator ?
Answer:
The narrator and the man were all alone .

Question:
The other day was one of those days where I thought , " I ' m going to post about this . " So I will , and then some . I 've been trying to rotate my days off at work so I do n't have to work more than three days in a row . ( I tend to be pretty cranky on the fourth . ) But sometimes that does n't work out , so I have to suck it up .

What is the narrator going to do once the work schedule lightens up ?
Answer:
The narrator is going to blog .

Question:
Just .... no . Bob could n't seem to find any tops he liked . He politely redirected the focus to the jeans . He was unaware that I had made a compromise with myself in that dressing room regarding the fit but insisted that those jeans were not for me . Dark denim , he insisted , should remain on thin girls .

How would one describe Bob dressing themselves ?
Answer:
Bob is fussy .

Question:
I felt confused like I had no idea what I was doing . By this time I was starting to feel very sore and tired and everytime I got up I felt like I could n't breathe . To describe it in a nutshell I felt as if someone had run away with all of my stomach muscles and my lower back was left to hold up my ribs and entire upper body . I felt like if I did n't exert my back to hold myself up I would roll up like an armadillo . Anyways , I fed her twice with the bottle and then she would n't latch anymore .

How would it be better if your mid section was n't weak ?
Answer:
It would be easier to get around .