I need to borrow Downton's staff for the weekend.
My mom and grandma are visiting tomorrow; my fridge is minimally populated with foods that belong to either the alcohol or condiment food groups . And my last overnight guests were nearly bludgeoned with a mirror. Yeesh.
Also one of my bosses winked at me today (while wearing Dansko's and rolled up jeans, terrrrrrifying) while describing William Bradford (a pilgrim and/or puritan, apparently?) and I dithered/awkward-turtled to an early grave. One of the more uncomfortable moments of my life. I'm hoping he just had a twitch.
Also also, the Leif mentioned in my previous entry was a total dud and a half. He could not think of words to say and wore khaki shorts and a polo to a punk/rockabilly bar known for its 400 different whiskeys.
Also one of my bosses winked at me today (while wearing Dansko's and rolled up jeans, terrrrrrifying) while describing William Bradford (a pilgrim and/or puritan, apparently?) and I dithered/awkward-turtled to an early grave. One of the more uncomfortable moments of my life. I'm hoping he just had a twitch.
Also also, the Leif mentioned in my previous entry was a total dud and a half. He could not think of words to say and wore khaki shorts and a polo to a punk/rockabilly bar known for its 400 different whiskeys.