"That's me!" said I, not really expecting anything other than somebody who needed something from me or any one of my three bosses. But when I turned around to see who was approaching I saw a HAYUUUUUGE flower arrangement! For me!
The card was cute, wishing my a Happy One Year Anniversary. I was touched. It kind of took away the anxiety left lingering inside me by a bizarre dream last night in which one of my bosses asked me to make him a grilled cheese sandwich with mushrooms in the middle and I was fucking it up so badly he was just like, "Forget it, I'll just eat later, " and I HATE that, I HATE when they ask me to do something and then they just turn around and do it themselves LET ME DO MY FREAKING JOB, GUYS! SERIOUSLY!!
But overall, that's about the worst of it. ;)
At least my desk smells lovely and not like onions. That was yesterday.
2 comments:
I seriously do not believe that you could ever fuck up a grilled cheese! :)
In my dream, the mushrooms were really old and from the graveyard that is my refrigerator's veggie drawer!
In real life, you are correct! My grilled cheese is KICK ASS!
Oh, aren't we due for a crazy food orgy?
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