Assignment 3: When I Made 9/11 About Me and I Can’t Forgive Myself

September 11, 2011, was four days before my wedding. At the time, I wasn’t far removed from college and had a terrible first-job-out-of-college position at an industrial laundry. I’d sit at my desk every morning and wipe the mouse poop from my keyboard and get ready to start calling restaurants and car lots to find out how satisfied they were with the cleanliness of their uniforms and timeliness of their shop rag delivery.

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Assignment 2: For Lucille Ball, Whom I Hate

I’ve never been able to fall asleep to the sound of silence and, contrary to all advice given on good sleeping habits, I always go to bed with the television on. For years, my go-to channels have been home shopping networks, because there is no plot and I’m not particularly interested in anything that’s being said. Recently, I discovered Buzzr – and my shelter-in-place life has been upended. I keep it on all day. Volume up when I’m just puttering around; volume low at night.

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