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*oozes into work* OMG So hot. Gah. Not only is it sleeping-on-top-of-the-covers hot, but it's inching in on sleeping-with-the-fan-on hot. I already have the fan at my desk, actually, but my bed is closer to the window than my desk is, and the wind is, for now, providing enough cooling to survive. And then I can't skip my morning shower even if I'm running late, because I sweat a lot and I already have a sweat rash on one arm and don't want to get another one, and then I have to put on first body lotion (see: rash, general tendency to get dry skin in the most annoying places) and then sunscreen, and it's throwing my entire morning routine out of whack and making me late and AUGH!
Note to self: When the Revolution comes, make proper phone manners enforcable by law. Actually, scratch that, make proper manners, especially when interacting with customer service people face-to-face or over the phone) enforcable by law. The proper response to "Have a nice day" is "Thanks," or "You too," asswipes, not a grunt or, like the woman in front of me at Tesco's the other day, completely ignoring the checkout girl. God. And for the love of fuck, picking up the phone and saying absolutely nothing is not proper phone manners in any fucking way.
Also on today's hate list: people who don't seem to grasp that when I say a survey will take about ten minutes, I mean it, so if they don't have ten minutes, they should just not take the survey instead of being all "Well, what do you want to know," and then getting all impatient when it--shock, gasp--takes ten minutes to get through the list of questions; my co-worker who keeps saying "ax" instead of "ask"; and the small-penised individual who tore through the parking lot earlier in the middle of lunchtime (way to risk running over your co-workers for three seconds time gain, ass.)
I'm really not in as bad a mood as all that sounded; I have strawberries, and I picked up a couple of nice, cheap t-shirts at Tesco's, and I had a rather hilarious mouthwash-mishap this morning*, and I've not had any complicated cases dumped in my lap yet today (*knock on wood*), so you know. :)
* Did you know it's possible to squirt mouthwash through one's lip if one doesn't have one's piercing in? Did you know one can squirt really damned far that way? Did you know it also smarts like a bitch? Well, now you do. :D
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With your hairstyle, clothes, sunglasses, and cig - you looked like some sort of mini-Terminator. Like you were going to flick the cig into a pool of petrol and cause the building to explode.
For a brief moment, I was scared.
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I don't know whether to scream, vomit or laugh at that.
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That offense will be punished by letting the cashiers and all customers in line behind them kick them in the stomach. *firm nod*
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(I'm getting a tan OMG what is this madness?!?)
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Thank you. I think I'm a bit squicked. And probably never will get a lip piercing now. ;p
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Next time I want to see a video.. :p
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There's not enough cool squick on the internets, darnit!!
;D
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("And for my next trick, I will thread a stick of spagetti through my lip!")
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(*flails* O.o)
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(*maniacal laughter*)
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(Damn you! I will have nightmares about people sticking spagetti into odd holes. Oy.)
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Mommy, I'm scaaaaaaaared.
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;D