Friday Morning Fun or Big Love 4-Way (The Aftermath)
8.38 am am woken by hubby running into bedroom in a fuck-we-are-really-late-for-work panic
i had been half awake and kept looking at the clock too but for some reason my brain was registering 7.38, which always means 5 more minutes. (and i was having a really pleasant dream too)
8.56 am left apartment
9.20 am got out of train at 59th St & Lexington, got on very steep escalator with huge crowd of people just as another train enters station.
whereby huge rush of air causes dress to blow right up a la marilyn monroe except not even slightly sexy, just mortifying to the point of i want to die right now.
- why oh why did i wear such a short dress?
- and why oh why did i wear the horrible lime green knickers?
and stupid biatch behind me is laughing her ass off.
9.24 am still tightly clutching bottom of dress walk up subway stairs to see my bus pulling away.
start ten block trek to 70th street.
halfway there i realize there is something icky in my hair.
it is toothpaste.
not down the ends where conceivably it got there when i spat after brushing this morning, it is right up at the roots over my right eye. how in the hell?
9.36 am got to work.
HUZZAH!
looks like i lucked out coz my boss isn't here yet
bossy coworker is out today
and my nice gay superviser left last week and the chick covering for him doesn't give a crap what we do AND is letting us leave early. YAY!!!!!!!!!
so crappy friday morning will at least having a happy silver lininged afternoon!
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Have a Happy Weekend full of Much Non Labor!