If I had to sum up today in one simple action it would be a facepalm.
The day started off so well. And then I got to work, where I proceeded to dump a full glass of orange juice on my computer, causing 456ertyu to stop working. Cue a very embarrassed llama calling IT who laughed lots at her and gave her a new keyboard.
Then there was one of those conversations you hear. A conversation about The Battle Of Hastings. According to one of my colleagues, it was fought during World War II. Somewhere in France.
I... I don't even...
Firstly, they corrected her on WHEN it was.
When it came to location, they were telling her 'the clue was in the name' so she decided on London. She did eventually realise that it was in Hastings.
I was SO tempted to point out that actually, no, it was like 5-6 miles away from Hastings in Battle. With
weaselett egging me on by text, I did tell them. They didn't believe me. I told them to google. They consulted their trusty friend wikipedia and discovered I was right and were all 'OMG how did you know that?'
LJ, I introduce to you, my peers.
And people wonder why I stick to peoples on the internet?
Now, I'm craving chocolate eclairs so I'm gonna put clothes on and go source some!