i put the 'fun' in functional alcoholic
why today was good:
1. got trapped in new bigbossman's office. he's chill. i need that.
2. lovely run in central park, almost 70 degrees. imagine that. ran into a coworker powerwalking and runnerboy. the coincidence astounds me. (wait. i always run into her powerwalking at that time. and runnerboy is called runnerboy because he runs. and the three of us work about ten feet from each other. not all that profound, i suppose. but it made me happy nevertheless.)
3. spent an hour with a coworker, in her cube, without her creepy boss (who i am SO convinced makes porns when he leaves work, he's just that creepy) lingering about. killed a full hour of my day. talking about such finery as her colonoscopy yesterday, my weekend and the stop at denny's, and the price of odwalla at whole foods verses oren's. unlike the run, it was very profound, and, to repeat, killed a full hour.
4. a brainless job vacated in a different department that pays more and would be absolutely stressless. the good thing is that my lunch hour-and-a-halfs (and lunch two-hours on psychologist thursdays, can't forget that) will probably not be a problem, yee haw.
5. went out with the powerdyke at work and another coworker who looks like lucy from peanuts if she were real and pretty. went to the bar across the street, literally, which just. so. happens. to be a gaysian bar, with like a thousand breeder people from work (and the one gaysian who organized the whole thing.) the dykes and i left early early, but the breeders remained. catch the irony?
why today was grating:
1. bigbossman talks to hear himself talk.
2. wet leaves almost did me in, and my shorts chafed the hell out of my crotch. didn't find this little tidbit out until my boxer briefs aggravated it every time i moved when i left the gym. not a day in the magic kingdom, i assure you.
3. odwalla is the same price at both whole foods and oren's.
4. the manager of the department of the vacant job is a fellow mary who was just touchy feely enough at a bar awhile back that i have to wonder if an after school special would be written about what would come about if i got the job. i emailed her about the job and she goes and broadcasts to all of god and man in the department that i am asking about it. but, as i don't exactly have a manager yet, not like anyone will know, hahahaha.
5. my drink was only two dollar's off, as was the powerdyke's, but lucy's was part of buy one get one. the bartender could have told me this, hello. maybe he was too concerned about pulling the one hair off his shoulder that he forgot when he shaved his body this morning to remember to tell us? it was so attractive: pretty face, lovely body, stripped his tank off, and then proceeded to pull at a wayward hair for far, far too long, in front of far, far too many people. lovely.
1. got trapped in new bigbossman's office. he's chill. i need that.
2. lovely run in central park, almost 70 degrees. imagine that. ran into a coworker powerwalking and runnerboy. the coincidence astounds me. (wait. i always run into her powerwalking at that time. and runnerboy is called runnerboy because he runs. and the three of us work about ten feet from each other. not all that profound, i suppose. but it made me happy nevertheless.)
3. spent an hour with a coworker, in her cube, without her creepy boss (who i am SO convinced makes porns when he leaves work, he's just that creepy) lingering about. killed a full hour of my day. talking about such finery as her colonoscopy yesterday, my weekend and the stop at denny's, and the price of odwalla at whole foods verses oren's. unlike the run, it was very profound, and, to repeat, killed a full hour.
4. a brainless job vacated in a different department that pays more and would be absolutely stressless. the good thing is that my lunch hour-and-a-halfs (and lunch two-hours on psychologist thursdays, can't forget that) will probably not be a problem, yee haw.
5. went out with the powerdyke at work and another coworker who looks like lucy from peanuts if she were real and pretty. went to the bar across the street, literally, which just. so. happens. to be a gaysian bar, with like a thousand breeder people from work (and the one gaysian who organized the whole thing.) the dykes and i left early early, but the breeders remained. catch the irony?
why today was grating:
1. bigbossman talks to hear himself talk.
2. wet leaves almost did me in, and my shorts chafed the hell out of my crotch. didn't find this little tidbit out until my boxer briefs aggravated it every time i moved when i left the gym. not a day in the magic kingdom, i assure you.
3. odwalla is the same price at both whole foods and oren's.
4. the manager of the department of the vacant job is a fellow mary who was just touchy feely enough at a bar awhile back that i have to wonder if an after school special would be written about what would come about if i got the job. i emailed her about the job and she goes and broadcasts to all of god and man in the department that i am asking about it. but, as i don't exactly have a manager yet, not like anyone will know, hahahaha.
5. my drink was only two dollar's off, as was the powerdyke's, but lucy's was part of buy one get one. the bartender could have told me this, hello. maybe he was too concerned about pulling the one hair off his shoulder that he forgot when he shaved his body this morning to remember to tell us? it was so attractive: pretty face, lovely body, stripped his tank off, and then proceeded to pull at a wayward hair for far, far too long, in front of far, far too many people. lovely.
posted by tom at 8:09 PM
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