"i pity you, miss eliza, for this discovery of your favorite's guilt..."
this past week has been somewhat amusing but mostly frustrating because i am not capable of letting things go.
funny story...every night at work i have to clean the doors, and last night while i was doing it i was thinking in my head that i should tell people i know to make some popcorn and come and sit outside and watch me perform manual labor just for a few chuckles. so then in the middle of doing that i had to ring out a customer who would not leave; as i was talking to her i kept hearing this knocking but couldn't figure out where it was coming from. finally, as she goes to leave i look over near the doors and there's becky and terry frantically waving their arms while amazingly still calmly sipping coffee. we tried to have a conversation but i think both parties underestimated the thickness of the glass windows.
but before that, shaunz came in to drop off his application and he apparently knows everyone who works there so after he left we were all talking about him and i did the perfect impression of him at the halloween party telling me he was going to apply there. i was afraid i'd have to get out the mop. especially after i described his costume.
so it's friday night, not even 9 and i'm in for the night. normally i don't mind this in the least but since there have been a decent amount of parties lately i've really been in the mood for getting out. i'd like to meet someone who's a complete stranger to me, and i to him, and just kind of start from the beginning. i mean, i have oodles of time to get to know someone (plus, i feel that the things that people do know about me don't paint a very nice picture character-wise) and i think it would prove an interesting study. and from what i hear, people do this all the time. i just want something so new and (hopefully)unquestionably good in my life that i lay awake at night sick with anticipation and excitment. seems like a good way to pass the time.
funny story...every night at work i have to clean the doors, and last night while i was doing it i was thinking in my head that i should tell people i know to make some popcorn and come and sit outside and watch me perform manual labor just for a few chuckles. so then in the middle of doing that i had to ring out a customer who would not leave; as i was talking to her i kept hearing this knocking but couldn't figure out where it was coming from. finally, as she goes to leave i look over near the doors and there's becky and terry frantically waving their arms while amazingly still calmly sipping coffee. we tried to have a conversation but i think both parties underestimated the thickness of the glass windows.
but before that, shaunz came in to drop off his application and he apparently knows everyone who works there so after he left we were all talking about him and i did the perfect impression of him at the halloween party telling me he was going to apply there. i was afraid i'd have to get out the mop. especially after i described his costume.
so it's friday night, not even 9 and i'm in for the night. normally i don't mind this in the least but since there have been a decent amount of parties lately i've really been in the mood for getting out. i'd like to meet someone who's a complete stranger to me, and i to him, and just kind of start from the beginning. i mean, i have oodles of time to get to know someone (plus, i feel that the things that people do know about me don't paint a very nice picture character-wise) and i think it would prove an interesting study. and from what i hear, people do this all the time. i just want something so new and (hopefully)unquestionably good in my life that i lay awake at night sick with anticipation and excitment. seems like a good way to pass the time.