Archive for June 2009

Fag Party...


Being that i work at the famous Lion House (haha) we have a lot of parties and banquets that go on up stairs. today two elderly folks came in and said " we're here for the Fag party." Blaaah. i almost lost it. but instead, i kindly directed them upstairs and then busted a gut as soon as they were out of my presence.

Then, later on that night, i guess there was some sort of church banquet that i wasn't aware of. A coworker and i needed to run down stairs to get some things so we paged for the elevator.  when it came and we got on, there was a group of old guys and their wives in it. I threw them a smile just because, well  thats what i do. then one puts out his hand and says " hi, im elder so and so of the quorum of the twelve." and then the next guy, "hello. im elder so and so of the seventy" and this happened three more times. i say "elder so and so" because neither me or my coworker could remember any of their names when we got out of the elevator because of the shock we were both in . and i will say, non of them look like they do in their pictures or on tv. for example. Eyring comes through about once a week. He is a pretty handsome guy in person. Monson on the other hand, who i love, kind of looks like a penguin in person.... (and i see him 3 or four times a week in the parking area.) so today at work, were going to pull out a photo of all these church guys and try to figure out who we really met on that elevator.

basically. i love my job and the fact that i get to meet men who are far more spiritual than i. even if i dont know who they are.

Sunday Bloody Sunday

i have a hard time getting up on sundays. especially when its raining out side and all i want to do is curl up in bed, put some vinyl on, light some incense, and read a good book, with a cup of cider.
so thats what i did.

Not For the Faint

Long story short, i cut my pinky at work today.


i had to go to instant care because my guts were coming out. the instant care was pretty gnarley. and they didnt shut my little curtain dividing me from the creepy guy with the broken arm in the room next to me. so i casually threw the man a smile and shut the curtain very nonchalant. it was great.

Two and a half hours later I left with three stitches and the desire to never return to a instant care ever again.

Little Black Cloud


There is a joke in our family that mom and i have a little black cloud over our heads and just follows us every where we go.
Well, to make a long story short(ish) i had such a bad day today. and of course it was nothing big, just a bunch of little things.
well, get this. i was late to work. and im standing on the corner to cross the street. and i felt little drops on my arm. so i looked up (because it was way sunny out!) and low, and behold, there was LITERALLY a little black cloud right above me. and the guy standing on the corner with me was like "is it really just raining on us right now?" and i replied with a chukel, "sshhyeaah" and he started laughing and was like "this would only happen to me...its sunny and 80 degrees out and its raining just on the corner that im standing on." i wasnt even about to start to give him my life story of the little black cloud theory. or admit to the fact that it was probably only raining on him because i was standing next to

so this little black cloud theory, isnt a theory at all. i really do have a little black cloud over my head.

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