Saturday morning I have to get up and get to work, I'm supposed to be there from 7-3, but if I'm like 10-20 minutes late, nobody says anything (tax dollars at work, yet again).
I kinda wake up a bit, just enough to roll over and check the clock. It sayd 4:34. So I'm thinking, cool, I've got like hours before I have to get up. But as I'm rolling back over, I think to myself, "geez, it's pretty light out for 434..." so I roll back over and it's only then that I notice that the clock is BLINKING! That means the power went out at some point in time (well, 4 hours and 34 minutes prior, to be more exact) and the clock reset itself to nothing! Course, the fans were still blowing so obviously the power wasn't out very long, probably only a second or two. Not that ANY of that matters right at that moment. I got up and and stumbled past the one fan, nearly knocking it over and tearing a calendar on the door behing it, and go out to my cellphone. Checking that i see that it's like 7:40!
After releasing a few choice explatives, I go back into the bathroom and start the shower. I then grab a tee shirt from the closet and throw in on the bed next to the jeans there. Then I take a two minute shower (soap and scrub the pits, soap and scrub the crotch, soap and scrub the ass, run water over the rest of me, wet and shampoo the hair) and then bruched my teeth, and put on deoderant. I skipped the shaving, cause I didn't have the time. I threw on the tee shirt, even though my back was still wet in places, and squirted some gel into my palm that I just kinda rubbed through my hair before running to the bedroom and finishing dressing.
I ran out of the house, drove to Sheetz, to get milk, a donut and a paper ( I needed some kinda breakfast), and of COURSE everyone and thier mother had decided to hit Sheetz at the same time and get in front of me in line. And Naturally, even though there were 4 girls working there that I counted, only one was running the register! SO when i got out of that, I stopped by my parents to let the canine poop machine out to do her business. And naturally, she chose that particular morning to smell every blade of grass in the yard before deciding which one she wanted to piss on. So finally I'm on my way to work, and looking at the dashboard, I notice that I'm damn near out of gas. So I have to stop at ANOTHER Sheetz, this one on the way to work, to get gas. Luckily, and somewhat surprisingly, the pumps aren't packed, I dont have to wait to get to one, and since I used my debit card, i dont have to go inside and deal with that.
Its while I'm standing there filling her up, that I notice that I put white socks on cause I intended to wear my sneakers, but...no, I had on the brown dress shoes. Not the greatest fashion faux pas I've ever made, but it's too late now to worry about it.
So, I get to work, thinking the worst is over. But no, there's 10 there for me to classify. Normally, on a Saturday, I'd have like 6, or 7 to do. And last week, when I got there almost excatly at 7:00, I had exactly one to do all day! But today, when I'm running late, naturally there's 10 to do! So I dove right in and started. After about two hours (and a cup of coffee and two glasses of water) i had to piss. SO i went into the bathroom and unzipped and reached in for the fly of my boxers...and couldnt' find it. It wasn't right in front, I reached left and right, as sometimes by moving around I move the fly. But nope. And by now I really had to pee bad! So I just jerked them down and let everything hang out of the zipper and went. And after I was finished, I pulled the boxers out a bit and noticed that right there was the tag. I had put the damn things on backwards! I laughed and then thought I'd better change them around. But then I was like, hell no! I'd have to take off my shoes, my jeans, my boxers and tehn put everything back on. And they were comfortable the way they were I mean I didn't even notice they were backwards until I looked. SO i spent the day in backwards boxers. I hate power outages.
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So in the afternoon, I had everyone already finished, thankfully. I had time to get online and waste more tax payer dollars cruising the Internet. I found a site that can tell you your different type of names. Its kinda stupid, actually, but some of the stuff was silly, so I copied it here. it seems that my:
Irish name is Donal O'Mahony
Fashion Designer name is Chris Paris
Socialite name is Frick Toronto
Flyguy name is C-Sho
Rock Star name is Caramel Jaguar
Star Wars name is Chrang Shofre
Punk Rock Band name is The Bored Dildo (this just cracks me up everytime I read it!)
Porn Star name is Rodney Rammer
Penis' name is The Bavarian Beefstick
Drag name is Connie Lingus (which is hilarious in its own right, but I always thought the drag name was the name of your first pet and the street you grew up on, which in my case would be Muffin Church. I think my favorite one though is Lady Bennington)
and my Star Wars villian name is Chrla Cucha, Ramstr of Eroom Guod.
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Also, on another person's blog I found this color quiz . the guy who I got it from said it's freakishly accurate, that green was actually his favorite color. And so I took it and this is my result.
#EE82EE |
Your dominant hues are red and blue. You're confident and like showing people new ideas. You play well with others and can be very influential if you want to be. Your saturation level is lower than average - You don't stress out over things and don't understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan. Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything. |
It IS freakishly accurate. And purple IS my favorite color! Man, that's weird, but yet cool at the same time. I'd be really interested in having others take this and tell me if its accurate, and if it reflects your favorite colors, just to see...
POLT
People will forgive you almost anything if they like looking at you. - Patrick Doyle, The Year Of Ice
1 comment:
Yep, your color quiz was pretty accurate. I came up with STEELBLUE, which is not the exactly my favorite shade of blue, but it was still close.
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