I got into work on Monday, after a week of vacation, and all of my stuff (including my monitors etc.) were missing. Awk. Ward. I did finally get my stuff back today so I went ahead and told everyone I was taking more time off next week, and then again the week after that. :P
Lucas: I need to get some pumped up kicks.
Me: They are pretty cool.
Lucas: Yea, I just listened to a song that was talking
about shooting people with pumped up kicks, so now I want them.
Me: Super advertising.
Me: How’s the new band sounding?
Lucas: Not bad.
Well, more like somewhere between not bad and really bad.
Maureen: You cannot keep my son.
Dara: I know that.
Dara's son Jason: It's in Kevin's room! (as in, the room
Dara has given my nephew.)
Maureen: Seriously.
You cannot keep him.
Lucas: I slept in my brother’s room because it’s darker
in there. I figure if I don’t have
crabs, then I win. But I haven’t checked
my pubic area yet, so the jury is still out.
I had breakfast with Becky on Thursday at Microsoft, and
I noticed this sign in the courtyard:
Dawne: Lucas has been having us watch this Karma show
that has been teaching us to be better people.
Me: It’s not
called Karma. We’ve been watching My
Name is Earl.
Jordan: How sad is it that we are taking life advice from
My Name Is Earl?
Lucas: Jason Lee is my favorite skateboarder. He signed a poster in Zumies by writing,
“Bellevue Zumies is the best Zumies.”
He’s so cool.
Lucas: This guy at the Skate Park told me I’m so straight
edge that it is impossible to communicate with me.
Me: Why would he say that?
Lucas: Well he was talking about Candy…
Me: like LSD or Ecstasy or whatever?
Lucas: Yes, and I was like… Candy!? I Love Candy!!
Lucas: Why
do they put pickles on the Ketchup and Mustard bottles? They should be sued for false
advertising.
Me: Maybe
the pickle is the international symbol for condiments.
Lucas: More
like the international sign for condoms.
I went out to a dinner party on Thursday where I met a
guy who shares my love for all things Christmas. Rachel's friend was sitting near me, and at
one point she commented about my eating habits.
The gentlemen next to us asked if we knew each other.
Me: Nope. Never met.
Gin: No, but I can tell from looking at her she is a
super picky eater.
Me: Yea, and frankly I think she is terribly overweight
and shouldn't talk.
(Did I mention that Gin is 8 1/2 months pregnant?)
Lucas went to see Avi Buffalo on Friday while I was out
having drinks with Missy and Charles. I
guess the lead singer made a comment "This guy's facial hair looks like my
grand pappy." To which Lucas, up in
front, laughed hysterically. The lead singer looked right at him and said"
What are you laughing at? Nothing is funny about my grand pappy."
We were shopping last week, and when we got to the car, I
was unloading the shopping cart. I
looked up at Luke and said, "Luke! Are you going to help?" to which
he replied, "Sorry, I saw my reflection in a mirror. You know how it
is."
Saturday morning was the traditional, sitting around
drinking coffee and playing on our own individual electronics in the
kitchen.
Me: What did people do at breakfast before technology?
Uncle Ray (iPad in hand): Be social, communicate with
each other.
Me: We are collectively working on sending out an
invitation, how much more social do you want us to be?
We went to Seattle for breakfast/lunch and hunted for
backpacks at rite aids. On our way back,
I invited Jen, Hays and Lily over for some pool and boat time which was VERY
fun. Then Becky came to pick me up to go
to Dave's BBQ. This guy had like 70
pounds of ribs, homemade sausages, lamb shank, brisket and salmon. It was meatopia.
I have been trying to explain
to people that I am not memorable. And
every time someone protests, there seems to be a perfect example that comes up
to confirm my suspicions. There was a
guy that I met at the WizKids store 8 year ago, we had hung out, played apples
to apples together, I thought we share a moment, but alas, when we met on my
first day at Pokémon, he had no recollection of me whatsoever. Naturally, when I was inebriated at the BBQ
on Saturday, in front of huge group, I decided to bring it up, all in good
fun. While I am telling him, it’s totally
okay, lots of people don't remember me, this guy Eric sits down next to
me. He's looking at me like he totally
has never seen me before and introduces himself.
Eric: Hi, I'm Eric and you
are....?
Me: Tiffany. I sat in the desk next to you for 9 months...
we shared a cubicle wall.
Eric: Oh man, I'm sorry I
just... um...
Me: Do you remember me knocking
down your chopsticks?
Eric: I remember that. I had to move those. But...
Case. Closed.
I told my Uncle Ray this story the next day, and he was
like, "People forget things. How
long ago did you work with him?" 3
months ago Uncle Ray. 3 months ago.
There was a girl at the party
who had two underwear mentions. First, that she could put her foot on her
chest, but not right at that moment because she was wearing a dress and no
underwear. And then, later, that when
she was little she thought changing her underwear meant putting on another pair
over the ones she had on until she was in a changing room at JC Penny, and he
mom was like "Why are you wearing ten pairs of underwear." I don't even know if I caught this lady's
name.
On our way home from Dave's,
Becky and I started to drunk dialing (okay, she was covering the driving, and I
was covering the drunk dialing) but we put it on speaker and started serenading
former co-workers with our interpretation of "Hero" from Mariah
Carey. You're Welcome.
Me: We need to hit up Border's before they close.
Lucas: They have dvds and cds so you don't have to touch
those paper things. I learned that from my grand pappy.
In more ‘uke news (I’m trying out a new nick name), ‘uke
bought a mini, hot wheels branded, skate board covered in chalk from the small
child that had it before him. He plans
on rockin’ it at the skate park today. I
can’t WAIT to see how that goes.
I was totally convinced that Cathy was going to have her
baby on Saturday, 9/10/11 at 8pm.
Shockingly, I could not WILL it to fruition – but today is the big day!
Yay!
I ended up leaving Borders with
20 pink backpacks - in case anyone was curious.
OH! That reminds me, Becky, who
you hear about all the time is doing yet another thing that makes us all feel
like we should be better people. She is
throwing, on her own, a big banquet for 100 homeless people next weekend. She is asking for people to sponsor/donate
backpacks containing a toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, soap or wet wipes,
deodorant, bottles of shampoo and conditioner (can be bigger or a some small
ones), 2 or 3 pairs of socks, a comb or brush, razors, band aids or small first
aid kit, and a bottle of water or two.
If you are in town, and want to help out, I'll pick up the supplies from
you before Friday.
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