Mar 27, 2009 22:55
So my day starts off with my car not starting, which then leads me to calling a cab in order to get to work. Thankfully I had called in yesterday and was given an hour of green time so I didn't have to be there until 9. The cabbie was quite nice and we had lots of fun talking about how the Denver Post wrote a "how to snow shovel" article.
I then work until 12, thankfully not dealing with any difficult customers, and got a ride home from a very cute guy in technical support, who will now not stop texting me. I don't know what to do. I'd like to hang with him, but I'm feeling a bit nervous with all the randomness of my life now.
I was then gently informed that I cannot wear a yukata properly. You're supposed to appear like a telephone pole, all straight no curves. I come from a rich Italian family, so I have curves everywhere. My chest is far too large, I'd have to wear several layers of yukata in order to actually allow me to look like a telephone pole. So yeah.
All in all, a fun day.
boys,
work,
yukata