Morning comes too fast
I feel exhausted! My cold is still hanging on. I so wish I could stay home but between the husband's accident last Monday and my late arrival to work the previous Thursday when I felt like I was gonna die, I just can't. I'm still hoping to take the 8th and 9th off and Christmas is around the corner from that so I gotta pull myself up by my bootstraps and get in. As long as I have my kleenex and my cold medicine, I should be alright. Hopefully by tomorrow I'll be back to normal.
I totally forgot about two people I saw yesterday that made me do serious double takes. I so wish I had the balls to use the camera on my phone to catch them, but it wouldn't be too cool to post people's pictures and have them be recognized by someone -- so descriptions will have to do. I stopped in a Chevron mini mart for a bottle of water and saw some chick wearing a black skirt, black boots with stiletto heels, some kind of black top and white sweater over it -- and her boobs hanging out so far she was probably thisclose to exposing her nips. Those things were served UP! It was just a very odd ensemble for a gas station at 1 o'clock on a Sunday afternoon. The only thing I remember about her face was that she reminded me of Christina Ricci -- big forehead. I was cracking up standing behind her and watching the guy behind the counter trying (or pretending to try) to avert his gaze. He was short, so her boobs were basically at eye level for him. He probably didn't mind, but the way she was hanging out she might as well have skipped the shirt entirely. The other 2 guys in the store at the time were also obviously holding their snickers in. It was actually rather amusing. I don't know where that chick was headed, but spilling out of her shirt the way she was, I'm willing to be it wasn't grandma's house!
Then, later that day, I was at Bed Bath & Beyond exchanging my shower curtain when this guy caught my eye -- because his hair was CRAZY. Not mohawk crazy, or dyed blue crazy, but seriously over-coiffed crazy. I am going to have such a hard time describing this I WISH I had a picture, but I'll give it a go. It was like a helmet. Imagine a part on the right hand side of his head (his right), and the top looking like a comb-over but him not appearing to be bald. The right and left sides were feathered back, straight back, and met in the back -- in much the same fashion as a bird's feathers might. It was kind of like cotton candy. But brown. His hair had to be about 6 inches long, and looked like it was bullet-proof. How's that for a description?! Did I mention he worked there? I saw a couple at a register catch a look at him and the look on the husband's face was priceless. He looked at his wife, and she looked back at him -- both in restrained horror.
It was a good thing I had all these people to amuse me, because I was about to go ballistic over the fact that people kept cutting in front of me in line. Apparently, I was invisible yesterday. Sons of bitches!
Oh, and last night I was having some very uncomfortable dreams -- the kind I usually have -- one about a friend I don't really see anymore that showed up to my office unannounced to take me to task about being unavailable, and upon whom I unleashed some major anger, and another about me and the husband having to go to dinner with the MIL and her husband by ourselves, even being separated from the BIL who apparently had to sit at another table for some reason. Not sure what those were about, except that maybe because some things have been on my mind that I don't want to deal with and which appear inevitable my subconscious is taking it to the next level. I hate the politics that go along with some relationships. I really just want to be left alone!
I gotta get ready for work now.
I totally forgot about two people I saw yesterday that made me do serious double takes. I so wish I had the balls to use the camera on my phone to catch them, but it wouldn't be too cool to post people's pictures and have them be recognized by someone -- so descriptions will have to do. I stopped in a Chevron mini mart for a bottle of water and saw some chick wearing a black skirt, black boots with stiletto heels, some kind of black top and white sweater over it -- and her boobs hanging out so far she was probably thisclose to exposing her nips. Those things were served UP! It was just a very odd ensemble for a gas station at 1 o'clock on a Sunday afternoon. The only thing I remember about her face was that she reminded me of Christina Ricci -- big forehead. I was cracking up standing behind her and watching the guy behind the counter trying (or pretending to try) to avert his gaze. He was short, so her boobs were basically at eye level for him. He probably didn't mind, but the way she was hanging out she might as well have skipped the shirt entirely. The other 2 guys in the store at the time were also obviously holding their snickers in. It was actually rather amusing. I don't know where that chick was headed, but spilling out of her shirt the way she was, I'm willing to be it wasn't grandma's house!
Then, later that day, I was at Bed Bath & Beyond exchanging my shower curtain when this guy caught my eye -- because his hair was CRAZY. Not mohawk crazy, or dyed blue crazy, but seriously over-coiffed crazy. I am going to have such a hard time describing this I WISH I had a picture, but I'll give it a go. It was like a helmet. Imagine a part on the right hand side of his head (his right), and the top looking like a comb-over but him not appearing to be bald. The right and left sides were feathered back, straight back, and met in the back -- in much the same fashion as a bird's feathers might. It was kind of like cotton candy. But brown. His hair had to be about 6 inches long, and looked like it was bullet-proof. How's that for a description?! Did I mention he worked there? I saw a couple at a register catch a look at him and the look on the husband's face was priceless. He looked at his wife, and she looked back at him -- both in restrained horror.
It was a good thing I had all these people to amuse me, because I was about to go ballistic over the fact that people kept cutting in front of me in line. Apparently, I was invisible yesterday. Sons of bitches!
Oh, and last night I was having some very uncomfortable dreams -- the kind I usually have -- one about a friend I don't really see anymore that showed up to my office unannounced to take me to task about being unavailable, and upon whom I unleashed some major anger, and another about me and the husband having to go to dinner with the MIL and her husband by ourselves, even being separated from the BIL who apparently had to sit at another table for some reason. Not sure what those were about, except that maybe because some things have been on my mind that I don't want to deal with and which appear inevitable my subconscious is taking it to the next level. I hate the politics that go along with some relationships. I really just want to be left alone!
I gotta get ready for work now.
posted by PlatinumGirl at 6:25 AM
3 Comments:
You were at the Chevron on Sunday too! At 1:00pm ALSO?!
Did you see me?? I was wearing this black skirt and I had on some black boots and...
oh wait a minute....
*snicker* :P
Be kind to your nose and go for the Kleenex with lotion
I bet she was a prostitute. What was she buying? hee hee.
I was laughing last night about someone's hair being coiffed. Oh, and it was a guy. Too funny.
Post a Comment
<< Home