Ron Paul Drives the 116
I'm reasonably sure that's true. Faye will tell you... is that bus driver man in the mornings not Ron Paul? Is he NOT? No, I didn't think so.
Secondly, they moved me at work again. I've gone from being in my joy bubble, between Faye and Matthew to sitting at Julia Island half a world away. They moved me to the far corner of the room across the hall to the desk in the corner with its back to the rest of the room and not next to any other desks. They've assured me it's simply because they only have so many desks, but why bother moving me in the first place? Put one of the people who came up from downstairs at that desk and put me the hell where I was.
They moved Faye out of the room, too; however, SHE was fortunate enough to get placed next to Sarah. What the fuck is that? I wanna be placed next to Sarah! I wanna be placed next to Faye!!
Matt is staying in the same room, along with Richard. Those fucks. I'll just have to terrorize them when I go on break. Gosh. I never thought I'd miss Richard so much, but even HE would be better than no one... I could cry. I almost actually did today. I LOVED coming into work and chillin' with my homies. It made the job bearable. Now I have NO homies with which to chill! We'll have to get the gang out and about together more often. I totally lost work friends at Farm Boy when shit got moved around. It shan't happen again!!
I really don't want to have to sit here for four months, which is how long I was at my last desk. Also, Matt Prime showed me to my desk and was just... Oh, the look on his face. He apologized and it sounded like he was consoling me for having lost a child. He honestly got how upset it made me, maybe even over-estimated it and just... Could not offer enough condolences. Hilarious. If I hadn't been in such a bad mood, I would have laughed.
So I complained all day about how upset I was (Rello's was out of chocolate milk, too. COULD IT GET ANY WORSE?), so tomorrow I have to be a shining star of happiness and glee. Ugh, fuck I don't want to have to iron my pants for tomorrow. But I need to be happy... Well, shoot. What am I gonna wear tomorrow? All my clothes are so casual. Dress pants and what? I wish I had more sweaters. Blar.
Edit: I would eat balogna until I died.
Secondly, they moved me at work again. I've gone from being in my joy bubble, between Faye and Matthew to sitting at Julia Island half a world away. They moved me to the far corner of the room across the hall to the desk in the corner with its back to the rest of the room and not next to any other desks. They've assured me it's simply because they only have so many desks, but why bother moving me in the first place? Put one of the people who came up from downstairs at that desk and put me the hell where I was.
They moved Faye out of the room, too; however, SHE was fortunate enough to get placed next to Sarah. What the fuck is that? I wanna be placed next to Sarah! I wanna be placed next to Faye!!
Matt is staying in the same room, along with Richard. Those fucks. I'll just have to terrorize them when I go on break. Gosh. I never thought I'd miss Richard so much, but even HE would be better than no one... I could cry. I almost actually did today. I LOVED coming into work and chillin' with my homies. It made the job bearable. Now I have NO homies with which to chill! We'll have to get the gang out and about together more often. I totally lost work friends at Farm Boy when shit got moved around. It shan't happen again!!
I really don't want to have to sit here for four months, which is how long I was at my last desk. Also, Matt Prime showed me to my desk and was just... Oh, the look on his face. He apologized and it sounded like he was consoling me for having lost a child. He honestly got how upset it made me, maybe even over-estimated it and just... Could not offer enough condolences. Hilarious. If I hadn't been in such a bad mood, I would have laughed.
So I complained all day about how upset I was (Rello's was out of chocolate milk, too. COULD IT GET ANY WORSE?), so tomorrow I have to be a shining star of happiness and glee. Ugh, fuck I don't want to have to iron my pants for tomorrow. But I need to be happy... Well, shoot. What am I gonna wear tomorrow? All my clothes are so casual. Dress pants and what? I wish I had more sweaters. Blar.
Edit: I would eat balogna until I died.