we do not have casual fridays at my job. i wish we did.
someone just walked by my desk with a serious non-expression on their face, singing in a flat, deadpan tune, "it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood... a beautiful day as your neighbor...", the end of which trailed off into a deep, grievous sigh. it was too depressing for me to not laugh loudly.
i had to rifle through my purse this morning in the car to find my sunglasses, buried at the bottom. living in the seattle area has turned me into a mole. the sun is out today (HAVE I MENTIONED THE GLORIOUS SUN IS OUT), and i keep taking cautious gazes out my window, because this exceptional novelty (sunshine) has me squinting and screwing up my face as my pupils adjust to the bright, bright light. that is sad.
i have a better track record today in terms of not spilling things on my desk. last friday i spilled water (twice) on my keyboard and mouse, and coffee once. i soaked many post-it notes. my keyboard worked until the following day when it went kaput. so, i have not spilled on my new one yet. this is good. i keep my lids on now.
3 comments:
Your writing is fab, thank you for sharing!
Also, way to keep the man on his toes.
i like this: i keep my lids on now.
i really enjoy when you tell stories such as this. maybe to you it is monotony, but to me it is 100% eksuhlent (excellent). It helps me feel like I still know my hermana.
i like this: eksuhlent.
thank you for your sweet words, hermano. i miss you.
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