Used in a sentence: "I don't know if I'm in on the joke necessarily, but the cashier tonight at the local 'Lucky's' announced loudly that I was a Chia-Troy when I stood in line after coming in to the store after having been soaked by the storm in one of those torrential downpours that the SoFlo gets every now and then."
Prior to that particular exchange, I was fully prepared to use this post tonight to humble-brag about my coping skills (courtesy of a little bit of my understanding all about cognitive therapy as learned from my undergrad psychology-major days at the end of the last century), but hey -- she made me smile ... and I'm afraid that there will be more opportunities to practice my coping skills in the days ahead (I'm in a bit of a Job phase right now -- as often happens toward the end of a decade [don't get me started on my 7's theory about how something always happens that year that completely controls the next decade]).
So ... if a little rain on my noggin makes my groomed hairs (always cut to the half-setting on the clippers at the barber) look like a Chia-Troy in bloom, so be it.
CH-CH-CH-CHIA:
https://chia.com/chia-pets/
LOOKIT -- IT'S MOST DEFINITELY WHY I'M STILL ALIVE:
https://www.cognitivetherapynyc.com/What-Is-Cognitive-Therapy.aspx
'CAUSE THE CASHIER THERE MADE ME SMILE:
https://www.luckysmarket.com/
