I've got this pair of sandals that I've been wearing the past week or two. It's got this diamond shaped thing in the middle that's supposed to look like a jewel or something, but I guess it just looks more like a piece of glass or a mirror. I wore them to work today and a colleague said to me, "Hey, cool shoes - I can see your face in them!" I was like, what? And she said, "yeah, when I look down at your shoes, I can see your face in that thing - what is that, a mirror?" And I looked down, and damn it, she was right! I mean, I have to tilt them at the right angle for me to see, but yeah, she's right. My immediate thought was, 'well that's kind of creepy.'
My second thought was, hey, I'm wearing a skirt today. I wonder if I could see up my own skirt? And the answer is, yeah, but not very clearly, and I'd have to be a real weirdo and perve to want to do that. I mean, if I wanted to see myself in underwear, then I'd just take off my skirt/pants/whatever and just look in the mirror, right? Then I thought, well I bet I could see up someone else's skirt! But again, with the creepiness factor, and really, why? A useful aspect would be to check my makeup in them, but alas, it's not clear enough. That would be nice to check makeup, hair, or if something's in my teeth. But there's none of that here. Nothing useful, just creepy possibilities, that's all.
As soon as the weather's nice, I like to wear skirts. I don't really wear them the rest of the year because it's usually too cold and I don't like to wear stockings. I don't like socks in general either, so I really should be living somewhere warm where I can wear flip flops and sandals year-round.
But anyway, here's the problem with wearing skirts in the summer when it's hot and humid - it can be summed up in two words: thighs chafing. Ladies, you know what I mean because I've had this conversation with quite a few of you and you've all said the same thing. Chaffed thighs are a bitch! I don't think I need to say anything else. Nuff said! Really.
Summer is finally here and it was scorching hot over the weekend. When it's that hot, all I want to do is drink root beer all day - specifically Mug Root Beer. It's the smoothest of all root beers I've ever had, and for some reason, I associate it with summer. I think it's probably from when I was a kid and when we went to the PNE and they always sold those gigantic glasses of root beer for like a buck each. Nothing was better - not even a Coke. I love my sodapop, but nothing beats an icy glass of root beer on a fiery hot summer's day. No wait - actually, one thing would beat it - a root beer float! (Note to self: go buy vanilla ice cream tomorrow after work.)
I could go for a glass right now but it's 11pm and I've got to go to bed soon. Hopefully I'll fall asleep tonight, unlike last night. Last night was bad. I went to bed at 1am, and i woke up at 3am and couldn't fall asleep. It was just too hot. I tried to get back to sleep and even went to the living room in hopes that it was cooler, but not too much. So I went back to bed.
It was about 5:30 by the time I fell asleep again, and the sun had already risen by then. But I was so tired. I woke up at about 9am and because I left the window open all night, along with the blinds open, the sun was shining over the entire bed. I woke up all hot and sweaty and most ridiculous of all - I wound up with a sunburn on my face! Yep, I managed to get a sunburn while I slept. Wtf?!
Oh well, that's summer for ya. I still love it. Can't beat sun and warm temperatures, and a tall frosty glass of root beer!
Fridays, when they're sunny, are so awesome. They're even better when the office is half empty and everyone's in a good mood. I've got some damn funny coworkers and I love them all. (I don't think I've ever said that in my life!) Anyway, some super funny stuff happened today that should really be scripted for The Office. Would be brilliant.
On my way home - I need to mention this - I was driving and then traffic suddenly stopped. There was some commotion in the street and when I looked, there was a man who was chasing after two baby birds that had wandered into the street. And then some other guy went to help him chase these birds too. They eventually caught the birds and set them down in someone's backyard to keep them safe. That was probably the nicest random thing I've seen someone do in ages. Really, it was refreshing! Kind of made my day.
Some people are taking off Monday since it's Tuesday's a holiday and they want to make it a proper long weekend. I'm not taking Monday off though, but it'll be a good weekend nonetheless. The sun's supposed to shine and it finally feels like summer. Thank God, it's about time!!! I've got a wedding to go to, so hopefully that'll be fun. Other than that, I'm just going to chill, so if anyone wants to do something, let me know! I hope you all have a kick-ass weekend. =)
Stole this from my buddy, lostdwarf. So funny. A cartoon a day on a post-it note. Brilliant! This particular one kind of sums up how we feel sometimes, especially at work!
The women's bathroom is an endless well of blog fodder. Today's topic of discussion is how some people seem to have bladders the size of elephants. Just this morning, I went to the washroom and there was someone in the stall who had just started peeing and it was almost the longest pee I've ever heard in my life. Like, I started peeing after she started, and I finished before she finished. And mine was a normal pee, I would say. Hers was like from some comedy movie, where it keeps going on and on, and just when you think she's finished, she manages to get out some more. I'm thinking, where the hell is all this liquid coming from? And how is it possible to have that much in your body? And when I saw her washing her hands at the sink, she was some tiny girl. Wtf?
It reminded me of my old workplace. If I was ever in a stall and someone else was in another stall, I could always identify a particular person by the sound of her peeing. I know, I know. Wtf, right? But seriously, this chick always came in and had what I would call "a fast and furious" pee. Like, she was the opposite of the girl I mentioned above. This chick would come in, pee a bucket's worth in about 5 seconds, and then flush, wash her hands, and be on her way. She'd be in and out of the bathroom in less than a minute.
And knowing who she was, I would say that her peeing style totally matched her personality. She would talk super fast to the point where I could barely understand her sometimes. And she also walked fast. It was funny. It's not that she peed like this once, because we all do that occasionally, right? But she did this every single time. I was like, wow, maybe you shouldn't be drinking that much, or maybe you should go more often because from the sounds of it, it's like you wait until your bladder is beyond its fullest capacity before you actually decide that it's time to go to the bathroom. Probably not the wisest thing in the world.
More bathroom tales to come.
Our women's staff bathroom has this small area when you walk in the door that has a sort of cushiony bench/sofa-ish thing. I've never really seen anyone use it until today.
When I walked in this morning, I was surprised to see the morning cleaning lady sitting there reading a newspaper. The first thing that popped into my mind was - Really? Of all the places you could sit and relax, you'd want to sit in the women's washroom? On the best of days, it smells pretty bad in there. I always try to get in and out as fast as possible. It's not somewhere I want be any longer than necessary.
A colleague said that she's probably trying to lay low and chill out while she's on the clock. Can't say I blame her. But seriously, there's got to be a better place than the bathroom?!
I had to babysit last night, which isn't unusual in itself. I've got a niece and nephew that I see a few times a month. However, they're 7 & 9, so they're pretty easy to take care of. I just have to stop them from fighting all the time - and damn, those kids can fight with the best of them. But it's been years since I've had to babysit an actual baby or toddler.
The kid I watched last night was 2 years old, and along with my niece and nephew, they were kind of a handful. It was funny seeing the older kids try to take care of the toddler. They think they're so grown up and they talked down to him. It's like, you don't have to talk down to him. You can speak normally!
I'm not one of those people who, when they see a baby, have to immediately go hold the baby. I dunno, they make me kind of nervous. But once I've done it a bit and gotten used to that particular baby, then I'm pretty much at ease. I think kids like me for some reason. In my family, I'm known as "the cool auntie." Damn right I am! lol. I like to take the kids downtown and stuff like that. Their parents only take them to Costco and Walmart out in the 'burbs, which isn't great for any kid!
Back to the baby. I had to be reminded by the dad before he left the house, that I needed to warm up the milk a bit before giving it to him. I'd forgotten all that stuff. And then of course came the changing of the diaper itself. Ah.. yes, how I've forgotten about all of that. The older kids were watching me do it and they were gagging and saying stuff like, ewww it stinks! Turn on the fan! Spray the air freshener! It was so rude, but kinda funny.
Anyway, it's kind of stressful, but they're pretty cute. I wouldn't mind having one someday. I don't think I'm ready just yet. But you know, they're cool little people.
I was walking along West 4th last week, the block where Capers is at. It was about 7pm at night and traffic wasn't too bad. All of a sudden though, this tow truck makes a screeching 3 point turn in the middle of the street and backs up quickly and gets out of the car to start putting the chains on this car. I happened to be walking by that car as he pulled up in front of it. I was confused, because as I looked around, this wasn't a no-parking zone or anything like that, and I even looked at the meter for this car - it was paid for another 45 minutes.
As I continued walking, I started wondering what the hell this guy was towing this car for - the car was legally parked and it was 7pm, not rush hour. There's no reason for him to be towing anybody. I walked for about a block and a half before I decided to go back to yell at this douchebag tow truck driver. I was thinking about the owner of the car, who's probably sitting at one of the nearby restaurants, enjoying dinner, and then coming out later on to find out that his/her car is gone. And for no good reason either. If that were my car, I'd want someone to say something on my behalf. And so I walked back.
But unfortunately, by the time I got back, the guy had gone. He must've moved really quickly, because I didn't walk that far in the first place. I was SO mad at myself though, because I shouldn't have hesitated for a second about saying something to the towtruck driver. My hesitation let the guy get away with it scott-free. What a douchey thing to do - I'll bet these guys have a quota to fill for the night and while most of them probably do things the right way, I'm sure there's always a few losers who will tow anyone, just to make their quota. Lesson learned - next time I see something sketchy happening, don't hesitate, do something asap.
I think that's something to live by in life as well - don't hesitate in your decisions. Life is short and opportunities aren't sitting around indefinitely. If you hesitate, you may miss out on something. And also, if you're going to do something, then do it with conviction. Don't be a douche about it.
Got tagged for one of those things where I have to list 10 things you don't know about me. I kinda hate these things, but here goes...
1. I have flat feet / fallen arches.
2. I have a nasty habit of cracking my knuckles, and have done so since I was about 7 years old.
3. I've written 2 cover stories that got published in TV Week Magazine.
4. I've never been without a pet for my entire life.
5. When I was on a field trip in 3rd grade, I puked on a SF public bus and blamed it on some other kid.
6. I'm photosensitive and can't sit out in direct sunlight for too long, or else my skin starts to feel like it's sizzling (really, that's what it feels like).
7. I've got dual American and Canadian citizenship.
8. I'm slightly claustrophobic.
9. I once drank 10 shots of tequila in 20 minutes, and never got sick or hungover afterwards.
10. Though I'm terrible at math, I have a strange knack for memorizing sequences of numbers.
I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you guys want to do it, go for it.
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