Canadutch
One (more) thing I love about where I work is the view. On the 10th floor in the middle of the city, I can see quite a lot. So if I have a minute it’s nice to watch people out and about doing their thing. It’s also nice when the sun is going down and we all know it’s almost time to go home.
Technically the sun was still up at that time but as usual the clouds were seeing to it that we didn’t get to see it much.
Ok, enough nicey nicey, this is where the FOADing begins. Yesterday I made such an ass of myself at work. Well, not at work technically, just in front of the receptionist. I had plans to meet up with my girlfriends for lunch at our usual spot, just I asked if they minded meeting a little later as I could only go on my lunch break. So I asked our receptionist if she wanted to join me, seeing as she is British and I thought she might like to meet some of the girls.
On and on I went about all the different people she’d be meeting. How much she’d like them and so on. She was thrilled because she doesn’t really know a lot of people outside of her boyfriends friends and family. How cool I felt being the one who actually knew people!
So we get to the meeting spot and THERE IS NOBODY THERE!! Oh god, I felt like such a moron. I’m sure the girl must think I have imaginary friends or something! I was sure at least a few of them were going to be there, I mean it wasn’t even MY idea to meet up in the first place!
I mumbled something about the rain and people not wanting to come out with babies, but I knew I’d just been stood up, period. It sucked. We still had a nice lunch but man, what a way to make an impression.
When I came home I promptly mailed the bitches and told them how much I hate them all (jokingly of course, kinda). Then I realized that one of them had mailed me 1.5 hours after I was already at work and told me that the plans were off. Fat load of good that did me!
We have plans to meet up on Friday, whether I’ll take the risk and invite any work friends remains to be seen. If I show up twice to no friends they’ll definitely think I’m a wacko lesbian trying to lure them out for lunch dates under false pretenses.
I so wish I had a lock of their hair so I could make weird voodoo dolls and stick pins in all their boobies.
haha I just had this hilarious mental image of what would happen if I did that, cuz all of my friends are either knocked up or just had a kid. I just saw them in my mind sitting at the table at the restaurant we all meet at with milk spraying all over the place.
Shit, maybe I really AM a wacko, but I’m not a lesbian, I swear.
err… not that there is anything wrong with lesbians, I happen to really dig Shane from The L Word… and now that makes me sound like a lesbian again. Great!
Ah that’s good to know. we’re just starting it out so we’ll see. :D Oh, I managed to steal your now reading plugin and downloaded it and installed it. that’s pretty slick!
I loved Patricia Cornwell’s earlier books, the Scarpetta series started out great. there is a point in the series (I can’t remember which book exactly) that her writing changes drastically. She doesn’t write from the same view, it’s not all about Scarpetta but it goes from chapter to chapter from the view of the other characters as well. It’s almost as though she hired a ghost writer or something. I still read them though because I am hoping she will come out with a good one soon and I’ll not have missed anything in the meantime.
Oh I forgot I was going to ask you how you like the Patricia Cornwell books. Meesh is reading them now and she says they’re pretty good, so I was thinking about starting it up after I got done with my current series.
LOL I’ve had that happen to me so many times where i’d get the email too late. and vice versa. I’d get an email from someone, “dude what happened?” and i’m like, “did you read my LAST email?” ;P
LOL the voodoo doll comment made me laugh. LOL