I call this “Double Rejection: This Part Of The Door Thingie Isn’t For Walking, And That Is Because In Boston, Much Like Hobby Lobby, We Reject The Idea That Christmas Is Not Forever Happening.”

I call this “Shelf Of Rejected Beverages And Snacks, Which Were Probably Supplies Necessary To Survive The Line In The Women’s Bathroom.”

I call this “Light Roast? Starbucks, We Are WRITERS. Our Very Souls Are Dark Roast. Fie And Rejection!”

I call this “Rejection: Yes This Is An Exit, But Writers, This Is Not An Exit For You.”