The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

From a recent conversation: Me: “I need someone from maintenance to come out and remove some car parts from the middle of my drawbridge, as they are backing up traffic.” “Um… That drawbridge is no longer in our system.” “Er, yes it is. I think you’re thinking of the Montlake Bridge.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, …

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I can still hear my stepfather’s voice in my head, clear as a bell. Whenever I got upset about something when I was little, that’s what he’d say. It would infuriate me. I didn’t have the words to express it at the time, but what it said to me was, “I don’t care about your …

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