Am I Work-Safe???
I love my car. I love driving it ... and for the next few days weeks months years ... forever!!! -- that's all you'll be hearing from me! I still can't believe it's mine, though! But I guess being stuck in continual disbelief would come hand-in-hand with something as good as that. Enough of that, though...
I did find out something interesting about my old car today.
Well, at my work, there would be these construction workers out with their BIG trucks and cars loading equipment into them during the morning. And the parking lot is small. Put it this way -- with the way our cars are squished together, you would've thought we were trying to interpret our version of sardine cans. In other words... it's small. About the size of ten port-a-potty's lined up. Anyway, with my old car (a Deep Emerald 2002 Ford Escort) I always had trouble trying to fit into the parking space since I can't park worth beans. (Not that having a new car is any better, of course) And I'd always end up playing the parking-lot tag game, where I'd park infront of someone, then that person would have to go upstairs into my office and tell me to move my car. It was loooooaads of fun. *sarcasm-sarcasm*
So the construction workers knew whenever I was coming just by the color of my car, plus spotting my half-sucky driving probably helped too. Deep Emerald. Which they've so rightfully titled: The Green Goblin.
It didn't help that they also called me "The Mighty Midget" due to my size and shuffling footsteps. XD I dunno, I got a kick out of it. These guys are so funny, though. I saw one of them following Brenda (the Chief and Head of Human Resources. I talked about her in my last entry.) and mimicking the way she was walking. All prim and prissy, with her butt kinda swishing around with every step coming from those 6 inch high heels. (I'm probably exaggerating, but you should've seen those things! They were hiiiiiiiiiigh!) And everytime she'd stop and turn around, he would instantly stop and slouch his shoulders trying to act like a lazy bum. XD He did that all the way to the office -- and I, ultimately, got a kick outta that.
OH! Not to mention... while I was in the process of finding a folder for my endless stack of papers sitting on my desk, I accidentally smashed my head into the shelf. Tammy and Marcia were helping me look for a folder, and both witnessed my tragic mistake. It didn't help that I was excited about something, and thanks to my overload on morning caffeine, I wounded up having to deal with a mess of dizzy spells all the way 'till lunch time. Oh, that's always a joy. Huhuhu~ Marcia always says that. x]! Speaking of Marcia--
I caught Marcia spinning around in her office seat today. And I could've sworn she was mouthing the word: "Wheeee!" as she did so. It was great. Picture a super-petite woman in her late 50's or early 60's, with an infinite amount of wrinkles covering her face, dull dirty-blonde hair that goes to her shoulders, and a slight raspy sounding voice doing such a thing. As small and fragile as she may seem -- she's SO damn awesome to be around. She's sarcastic and funny, and was pretty much my life-boat in the training (or lack thereof) department until Tammy finally showed up. She's reeeaally nice until you piss her off, and I've seen the worse come out of her whenever Managers from the apartment properties mess up. And she has a reason to be mad, honestly. Since those Managers have been there for years, and have been doing the same process of work over and over again ... so, why mess up? Atleast I see her point. I just hope to never be the target of her anger. XD Ever. I think I'd end up shrinking into a small corner and whimpering to baby Jesus for help. Did I mention that she surfs? YES! She sure does! I have trouble imagining a tiny toothpick-like woman in a wet-suit, lugging around a surf board atleast two feet taller than she is. (Shortstuff!) But whenever I do ... I kinda just bust out laughing. But I think that's pretty cool, being active with her husband and all. Must be fun -- but it's certainly not for me, no sir! I wouldn't hit the waves, the waves would hit me ... and Lin would go bye-bye. TT_TT;
Sigh. Oh, well. Atleast I have other things that I'm good at.
I'm just SOOO glad that today's Thursday.
Tomorrow, tomorrow -- I love you, tomorrow. You're only a day awaaaayyyy ... so get here quick you stupid mother sucker. >[! RAGHR!!!
Oh joy, joy! I've been waiting all year for this. ^o^!
I did find out something interesting about my old car today.
Well, at my work, there would be these construction workers out with their BIG trucks and cars loading equipment into them during the morning. And the parking lot is small. Put it this way -- with the way our cars are squished together, you would've thought we were trying to interpret our version of sardine cans. In other words... it's small. About the size of ten port-a-potty's lined up. Anyway, with my old car (a Deep Emerald 2002 Ford Escort) I always had trouble trying to fit into the parking space since I can't park worth beans. (Not that having a new car is any better, of course) And I'd always end up playing the parking-lot tag game, where I'd park infront of someone, then that person would have to go upstairs into my office and tell me to move my car. It was loooooaads of fun. *sarcasm-sarcasm*
So the construction workers knew whenever I was coming just by the color of my car, plus spotting my half-sucky driving probably helped too. Deep Emerald. Which they've so rightfully titled: The Green Goblin.
It didn't help that they also called me "The Mighty Midget" due to my size and shuffling footsteps. XD I dunno, I got a kick out of it. These guys are so funny, though. I saw one of them following Brenda (the Chief and Head of Human Resources. I talked about her in my last entry.) and mimicking the way she was walking. All prim and prissy, with her butt kinda swishing around with every step coming from those 6 inch high heels. (I'm probably exaggerating, but you should've seen those things! They were hiiiiiiiiiigh!) And everytime she'd stop and turn around, he would instantly stop and slouch his shoulders trying to act like a lazy bum. XD He did that all the way to the office -- and I, ultimately, got a kick outta that.
OH! Not to mention... while I was in the process of finding a folder for my endless stack of papers sitting on my desk, I accidentally smashed my head into the shelf. Tammy and Marcia were helping me look for a folder, and both witnessed my tragic mistake. It didn't help that I was excited about something, and thanks to my overload on morning caffeine, I wounded up having to deal with a mess of dizzy spells all the way 'till lunch time. Oh, that's always a joy. Huhuhu~ Marcia always says that. x]! Speaking of Marcia--
I caught Marcia spinning around in her office seat today. And I could've sworn she was mouthing the word: "Wheeee!" as she did so. It was great. Picture a super-petite woman in her late 50's or early 60's, with an infinite amount of wrinkles covering her face, dull dirty-blonde hair that goes to her shoulders, and a slight raspy sounding voice doing such a thing. As small and fragile as she may seem -- she's SO damn awesome to be around. She's sarcastic and funny, and was pretty much my life-boat in the training (or lack thereof) department until Tammy finally showed up. She's reeeaally nice until you piss her off, and I've seen the worse come out of her whenever Managers from the apartment properties mess up. And she has a reason to be mad, honestly. Since those Managers have been there for years, and have been doing the same process of work over and over again ... so, why mess up? Atleast I see her point. I just hope to never be the target of her anger. XD Ever. I think I'd end up shrinking into a small corner and whimpering to baby Jesus for help. Did I mention that she surfs? YES! She sure does! I have trouble imagining a tiny toothpick-like woman in a wet-suit, lugging around a surf board atleast two feet taller than she is. (Shortstuff!) But whenever I do ... I kinda just bust out laughing. But I think that's pretty cool, being active with her husband and all. Must be fun -- but it's certainly not for me, no sir! I wouldn't hit the waves, the waves would hit me ... and Lin would go bye-bye. TT_TT;
Sigh. Oh, well. Atleast I have other things that I'm good at.
I'm just SOOO glad that today's Thursday.
Tomorrow, tomorrow -- I love you, tomorrow. You're only a day awaaaayyyy ... so get here quick you stupid mother sucker. >[! RAGHR!!!
Oh joy, joy! I've been waiting all year for this. ^o^!