H.R. 1,017,232.2a...
Holy crap. I'm tired. Woke up at 7, was amazed that I got from my house to downtown in less than 10 minutes, walked in the door, and had to run shit all over the place, right off the bat. Not that bad though, because I got to meet all the new reps, including strama, which is my rep, and I voted for him. Kinda nifty. Then at about 10, we headed to the floor/gallery and everything in between, and I had to deal with about 20 people who seemed intent on breaking every rule in the book, and not listening worth a damn. Kinda like teaching 2nd grade, but not. There were a couple of mid age, uber chatty women that only shut the fuck up for about a minute total. Then, of course, the people that feel the need to turn their phones up to the loudest damn setting possible. Then, my favorite, some fat guy who wouldn't fit in the chair, and seemed intent on sitting on the windowsill. Nope, you can't even stand in the gallery, it turns out. They managed to get him a bigger chair somewhere, but he was hellbent on that windowsill. So, after I asked him the 3rd time, I quit being nice about it and made it clear that I wasn't asking a 5th, he was just going to be thrown onto the street with no notice. He obliged, but managed to rile everyone up and make them try to push my nerves. One lady felt the need to have a rather sizeable book sitting right on the edge of the balcony, waiting for a small rabbit fart to blow it off the edge, even after I asked her three times. I just took it and let her have it when she left the 4th time. And of course, there was a lady who I could swear was trying to piss off her baby and make cry on purpose. So, fun day. But after that, we went and got everyone's extra food, so now I'm sitting at home with a shitload of doughnuts, cake, cookies, and, off all things, baklava. And I still haven't hit over 120 pounds. Maybe if I cover it all in melted butter...