It’s recently been brought to my attention (by a person that I drunkenly wed in my twenties) that I’ve been a bit of a cow lately. As such, I’d like to use this platform to issue some heartfelt and overdue apologies to the following people:
Firstly, to the cashier at IGA who looked at me with a mix of pity and disgust as I purchased three packets of maxi pads, Nurofen and a block of half-pr...