Worlds Inside her Mind

The Tiffany Aching post that I reblogged the other day reminded me that this has been sitting on my bookshelf for over a year. So it’s been bumped up to the top of my reading list. So far it’s just as good as I was expecting!

I’m at work, and some guy who looked to be in his late-20s, early-30s just came up and said:

“Excuse me Sweetie, where’s the nearest men’s room?”

Excuse me “Sweetie”? Really? You’re asking an employee for help finding something and you choose to refer to them as “Sweetie”? How do you think that is appropriate?

This is the second time that this has happened to me in the past week, but the last guy called me “sweetheart”.

I just got my grade for the class I just finished on Friday (A-, not bad considering it was 50% class participation 50% final project!)

But I just realized that I completely forgot to do part of the project. Everyone in our group was supposed to send him an individual email by midnight last night detailing which parts we worked on the most and any difficulties we encountered.

I don’t think that it would have really changed my overall grade (he had said it was mostly for his own curiosity about how the groups worked within themselves), but I hate it when I forget to do something like that!

I’ll be kicking myself for weeks over this now.

I have been at work or in class for 5-10 hours every day for the last 16 days now.

After 4:00 today I get the next 2 days off. I can’t wait! I just need to power through today!

Don’t interrupt me

I don’t care if you get lost

You asked directions.

At the end of an e-mail from my mom this morning she said:

“I just didn’t want you to find out about this on Facebook.”

Oh, thanks Mom for including me in family matters again. You’re still not forgiven for letting me find out about Gin’s graduation, the graduation barbeque, and the fact that Cait was going home for it via Facebook.