Thursday Afternoon Randomness

For the record, Dave and Buster's has some of the foulest smelling bathrooms ever. And why, for the love of gender neutrality, is the womens' potty painted the color of Pepto? I think I have permanent retinal damage. I also learned that squatting/hovering when you pee can lead to bladder problems later on in life; something called Old Lady Bladder (or similar). It would seem that your bladder doesn't empty completely when peeing in that position. Moral of the story? If there are seat covers, use 'em and plop your ass down.

I have been a cat owner for many years and I still cannot figure out how a cat can manage to puke hairy green nasty right where I'm gonna step. Nothing like cold bile-infused hairball to really start the morning off right. The splatter factor was amazing, too.

A bit of info for the men out there; feel free to use omeprazole if you have prostate issues, or use Viagra. Because what's the point of having a northward pointing peen if you're all reflux-y?

I thought I had another bit of randomness, but it would seem I was mistaken.

A Thursday That's a Friday Randomness

It is a sad, sad day when the thing that generates the most excitement is a fire drill. The biggest differences between a drill at work and the ones I remember from school are that A) I can smoke while we are outside, and B) it doesn't matter who I stand with once I've checked in with my fire marshal.

There is definitely a pre-holiday vibe happening today. Management generously (ha) allowed us to treat today as a Friday, minus the usual Friday bagels (which is a point of contention). So it's jeans and sneaks. Or, in the case of my one coworker, a tube dress and flip flops.

I'm sure some of you were hoping for a Transformers movie review, but the whole thing smeared together and has all but faded from my mind. There was robot-on-robot action, robot-on-Shia action, robots embodying stupid racial stereotypes, evil human-hating robots, military dudes dropping corny one-liners, John Turturro in a thong (really), crashbangboomLinkinParkloopyShiahotMeganFoxlalalalalalalalalacrashwhacktheend. It made me want to drive home very fast and punch things.

That's really all I've got for now. I should go back to my DE and hope that 5 o'clock comes quickly.

Thursday Morning Randomness

I'm always a little suspicious when I wake up on a Thursday and feel refreshed. Thursdays are usually a grind for me. My day starts 2hrs earlier than the rest of the work week but I rarely, if ever, go to bed any earlier Wednesday nights.

This morning my alarm went off and I bolted out of bed. Perhaps it was the sunshiny nature of my bedroom that impelled me into panicked flight across the room to check the time. I blinked in disbelief when I saw that, yes, it was 6:30am and I was not late for work. In fact, I dawdled a fair amount this morning and still managed to get to work 20 minutes early.

Now I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. Am I going to crash around lunch time? Will I need to mainline coffee just to make it to 5? If today follows this week's pattern, I'm in for a day that time forgot.

Side note: One of my supervisors, the sugar-pusher, brought in rootbeer barrels. It is hard to maintain a limited sugar intake when faced with the candy version of crack! Must. Stay. Strong.