How to write this?

Yesterday was not fun. It started with the mad search for my grandmother's gym. She works out with old people. She chose this over the gym I've paid for since about August of last year. It happens. Her playing with her homies took a little long so I did not get to visit B's new baby boy before going to work. Work started with the meeting to discuss how we shall all be evaluated and no severance comes with pink slips. We are all expected to do a bit more with a bit less and be amazingly grateful we are still employed. Then there was the discussion with the Gorilla. and that was a whole different kick in the head. Betty Boop tried to make it better with Junior Mints (I hate them but I did not have the heart to tell her). Lemon expresses that I am not expected to be perfect and we are loved because we are flawed and not in spite of them. Rounded out with Jenny-Bear. We met at a bar/restaurant and ate at the bar. By the end of the night some guy picked up our tab. (Dream killer says "Please at least act like you are surprised"). Since we still had the allowance K-Dawg gave us... we went some where else and ran into the Mean boy. Mean boy because I knew him years ago and he was mean to me. Life has not been good to him and that is unfortunate Amidst conversation, I am telling JB about the ball gown I got for Christmas. Will post how great Mardi Gras balls are later. JB says the krewe her family is a part of is holding their ball next Sat. and then she casually mentions that her mom happened to mention that I am welcome to bring anyone I wanted minus a mutual friend. He is black and that would offend some of the older ladies in the krewe who have an antiquated view of things. Antiquated is the new politically correct "racist". wow. and that hurts my heart. So much so that I do not want to go to JB's fam's ball this year. And maybe not ever again. No I do not have a "boyfriend". Yes there are several gentlemen I could choose from to escort me to such a lovely event. But the idea of asking any of them on any criteria beyond I should enjoy YOUR company more than any other is absolutely repulsive. Also, Jenny-Bear is equally flabbergasted and reminds her mother that I to am a minority... to which she is enlightened with "Yes, but she's acceptable". and how wonderful that the world is truly not any better than we hoped it would be.