i don’t care if i’m on crutches, please do not ever… ever ask me if i need help with anything in the bathroom.

with the promise of taking on some new responsibilities, i have not had time to fill this space as much as i probably could have.

go figure that i have a great idea to kill some time between projects and it gets crushed by actually having to do work. the nerve!

the recent long weekend was welcomed with open arms, yet the four day work week that just concluded seemed to last a lifetime. everyone was pretty screwed up as to what day it was, we had bagels 3 out of the 4 days, i went for lots of walks and then wrapped it up by rolling up my jeans and playing “sock hop girl” on friday (including a music playlist to match). friday was a magic day that made me smile with excitement. i can be such a girl sometimes.

i finally started recording on saturday and have continued to add to the songs we began to create today. so far we just have some rhythm guitar parts recorded, but seeing as we had nothing when we started (not even an idea really), we saw it as a success.

this summer is already shaping up to be a busy one. so far, i have the following:

-work
-playing for the bside softball team (i was promoted from scorekeeper. yay me!)
-i’ve started meeting my friends for dinner/drinks on tuesdays, so that will still happen
-a wedding
-a graduation party
-a trip to toronto to see the red sox (did you hear it’s the same weekend as the toronto beer festival? good timing, no?)
-getting everything ready for the austin city limits festival trip
-spending time with friends (and family–but not too much time)

that was more a mental list for me. sorry.

as far as work goes:

-i have a creepy stalker who randomly shows up at my desk… or my car
-the afternoon fedex guy is far too chatty and says weird things like referring to something as “very manly” when trying to say someone is gay.
-it’s been a bad combo of hot and cold in the office and i’m hoping not to get sick again
-i’ve been dancing at my desk, in my chair, more often
-i’ve begun asking “what are your thoughts on _______?” questions that are completed with things like ashlee simpson, huey lewis & the news, celine dion, etc.
-most people think i’m insane when i ask above questions

i think that’s everything. here’s to june. this inevitably means that i will just complain a lot about it being too hot outside and too cold inside. yay summer… grrr

time for another installment of “alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day”

-boston college graduation traffic.  stupid.  out of towners honestly thinking their gps systems will help navigate them in the city (rarely works well).  in the process of fiddling with their toys, they almost hit oncoming traffic (aka: me and the hundred something other commuters)

-espresso/coffee machines: they’re always broken.  i don’t care anymore.

-why am i beginning to come to the conclusion that adults are worse than children?  you can teach kids the lesson of cleaning up after themselves.  they may cry for a bit, but you can reason with them and they learn to pick up their messes.  adults just bitch and moan about it and eventually the same 2 people end up cleaning everything up.  i don’t care anymore.

-please don’t change our delivery schedule.  why did you do that?  son of a jesus sanchez!  now i’m going to have to hear people complain (just like i am, you’re thinking?  yes.  exactly.)

-i’m listening to the most nostalgic mix of late ’80s/early ’90s music including the jets, klymaxx, lisa lisa and the cult jam, nkotb, debbie gibson, janet jackson, paula abdul, lionel richie, expose and brenda russell.  i love it.

-there was no pretzel bagel.  it’s my favorite.  after interrogating me as to why you haven’t yet received the check i mailed out, the least you could’ve done was included my favorite bagel.

-no one else likes low fat cream cheese, so i will probably not be making it top priority to make more of the regular cream cheeses low fat.

-the alarm company is totally screwing with me and everyone today.  way to go guys… appreciate it.  between random alarms going off and the door locking and unlocking, you’re really on top of things.

-putting up a note and not telling anyone will not solve problems.

-does anyone plan ahead anymore?  answer: no.

-i don’t feel well.  i totally have a fever.  i want to go back to bed.

come on baby, let’s get away.  save our troubles for another day.

why won’t someone take me on an escapade?

thurs

weird dude walks by the office, staring at me. no lie. staring. he doesn’t work at my company, so i just assume that i can ignore him… but he kept staring.

fast forward and one of my coworkers comes walking back from a break…with the creepy, stalking, staring guy!!!!!

“he wanted me to introduce him to you”

sure enough, he did just that. in her defense, she came up and apologized to me later saying that he started to follow her in and she couldn’t come up with a fast enough excuse as to why she couldn’t introduce us.

rumor now has it that this guy is looking into possibly applying for a position here. yeah… no.

to really bring this one home… the other fed ex guy called me sharon. i don’t know if that’s just their go to name or if i should just change my name.
fri

longest day in the history of ever. creepy dude walked by the office at least 4 times. i came in late because i had to go to preschool first. that part of the day was awesome. i wish i could’ve stayed. at least they get nap time.

it was pay day, which meant that stubs were flying all over the place and people were claiming things were missing, etc.

clearly i’m cheating and writing this on monday… this means that friday is a completely lost memory now.

when guest arrive, i ask them who they’re meeting with and then immediately ask if they’d like any water, coffee or tea.  most people decline my offer, which is fine.

here’s where it bothers me:

don’t tell me that you’re all set and don’t want anything from me and then when the appropriate person arrives to bring you back to chat and they inevitably ask the same question.  without even letting them finish, almost half of the people that just denied me the opportunity to leave my desk and walk about to fetch them their beverage say “sure.  a water would be great!”

why would a water be great now and not 45 seconds ago when i asked you?!

do i have cooties?!  jesus sanchez.

he walked in with a canvas bag that was clearly not empty.

“i’ve been slacking lately,” he explained.  i was puzzled by this statement.  i didn’t really know how to respond, so i waited patiently for him to continue.

“i got you a gift!”

he was so excited and nervous.  i slapped on a smile and tried to put him at ease with my own excitement and nervousness.  i mean, who doesn’t like a present?!  as he reached for the contents of the bag in hand, i prepared myself for an appropriate reaction.

“i haven’t been getting my lunch at panera lately and i know how happy these make you,” he explained.  i then found being passed to my hands a jar of kosher dill pickles.  that’s right.  a coworker felt so bad about not providing me with my sporadic surprise snack that he bought me a jar of my very own baby dills.

i’m so lucky to have such a sweet pickle prince.

after being mislead online by the amount of letter trays that were in each order, i found myself on hold with the supply company.  as i waited for my customer service representative to return with my rma number, i heard a familiar tune.  it wasn’t what one would expect to hear while passing time on the phone; certainly not with an office supply company.

and i will do you right
just make a wish, on your night

i immediately found the song in my memories of youth, thanks to my sister and her eternal fandom towards this group.

boyz II men.  “i’ll make love to you”

i collapsed in a fit of laughter.  what else was i supposed to do?

“is your hair red?”

a simple question.  i giggled.

“not naturally, but yes.”

“have you always dyed it red?”

“i did it last in february”

“oh…”

i awkwardly giggled more to fill the space of silence.

finally i asked why…

“i have an appreciation for red heads”

he bends down, lifts his pant leg up and displays a animated red headed fighting character tattooed on his skin, all muscle and punch.

how does one respond to that?  thankfully the phone rang and i didn’t have to.

i almost forgot.

i received a junk email about “cocktail rings” being 25% off.

i’ll let you mull over that one yourself as to what i read that as the first time through.

i can schedule your events, but i can’t make you do them.  just so you know.

i heard the phrase “that thing makes ballsy coffee”.  i love the use of “ballsy” like that.

when i went back to tell a coworker that a man holding a piece of wood was here to see him, another coworker came back with “i have a piece of wood… and it’s just for you.”

the conversation went into whether or not one could eat wood.

that’s when you walk away.

i’ve walked more in the last 16 hrs than i have in a long time and my legs now are sore when i’m just sitting at my desk.  it’s not an enjoyable experience.  i think i have somewhere around 4 miles under my belt.

this is going to be a long week.  the last night of my “rock block” is tonight… thank jesus sanchez.  it’s been a good run, but i’m looking forward to having my life back.

my life being: american idol dinners with my friends (this includes tea and cupcakes)

yes.  that is my social life when i don’t have shows to go to and i’m happy about that.

i’m sure i’ll be more productive at work too.  maybe.  i’ve actually been productive i think.  yay me!