Day In The Life

My life isn’t the most exciting life in the world. That’s okay. I’ve had enough excitement for a thousand lives. Too much excitement is just not healthy. Nowadays, I get my excitement in the little things, so I thought I’d share with you some of the completely unexciting events that have happened to me in the last 24 hours.

  • I don’t have any work to do at work, but I have to be here on the off chance that the owner will show up and finally approve what I’ve been working and tell me what to work on next. After not being in the office for weeks, the owner showed up yesterday. He came into my office and sat down at the chair I have sitting there for such occasions. “I need you to make me a label before we get into the other stuff.” The other stuff being the work that I have all ready to go to the printer if only he would finally approve it. “OK, what kind of label?” I opened Photoshop, which froze. I told him that my computer has been acting retarded for the last couple of weeks. “Huh. What’s that about?” “I don’t know. I’ve tried everything I can think of and it’s still freezing every time I open a file.” “Oh. Well, get it working and I’ll go get the exact size of the label I need. I’ll be right back.” He never came back.
  • I learned how to do several things in CSS yesterday. I added boxes around the widgets, a bold navigation menu with matching colors for the sub-menu and bold headers. I spent hours playing with it only to end up having it look much the same as it did before.
  • I drew a lion:
    I should probably give him some claws.
  • Last night, Male and I went out to our favorite Indian restaurant. It’s not really an Indian restaurant; it’s Bangladeshi. I know it’s Bangladeshi because they have beef on the menu. I guess they call it Indian because people wouldn’t know what Bangladeshi food is. Anyway, it was busy. There were like five other people in there! I don’t know how that place stays in business. The food is incredibly delicious, but it is rather on the expensive side. Male and I have been in there more than once when we were the only customers. The lady who brought us drinks was wearing a headscarf, which started a whole conversation about women’s rights in Muslim countries. We had to be discreet since the headscarf lady kept walking by.
  • I got the ridiculously excited greeting from my dog twice. I try to take my dog with me everywhere I go, but somehow the Bangladeshi restaurant frowns upon it, so I had to leave her at home. When I got back, I received a greeting with the level of excitement normally reserved for when I get home from work. I love how excited my dog always is to see me. She’s the only one who is ever that excited when I arrive somewhere, like my own personal fan club.
  • I used my car horn twice when two separate idiots nearly hit me. I love using my car horn, but I only use it when entirely necessary unlike some people. My last car was a little compact. It’s horn sounded like a gnat barely even buzzing in your ear: beep! I am not very pleased with your driving shenanigans. Would you kindly refrain from doing that, pretty please? Now, I drive an old BMW and I gotta say, the horn on it is pretty rad. When someone nearly kills me, instead of beep, please stop that at your earliest convenience, they get a BEEP, I WILL WIPE YOUR SEED FROM THE FACE OF THIS PLANET, which matches my anger level.
  • Sometime last night, someone threw a raw egg on the hood of my car. I didn’t notice it until I was driving down the road and eggshell began flying towards me. In fact, when I had to use my horn this morning, I had egg on my hood, which kind of detracted from its menace. This is not the first time my car has been egged and I’m not the only one. We have entirely too many hooligans in the neighborhood. I found myself driving way too fast on the freeway just so that more of the eggshell would fly off. It didn’t work all that well. I still had to pick a few pieces off when I got to work. At least it’s raining today so I might not have to wash my car. Knowing my luck, it will be that misty type rain that won’t even remove bird crap, let alone egg. We’ll see.UPDATE: As expected, we have the sissy kind of rain that wasn’t doing anything to de-egg-ify my car, so I just spent $3 at the do it yourself car wash to do it myself. I just gave my car the laziest wash ever in the rain. The good news is there was no line at the car wash.
  • I heard our sweet little cleaning woman say “shit.” We have an adorable cleaning woman. She’s like 3″ tall or something (figures may not be to scale). She’s Mexican and she’s trying to learn English. I took Spanish in high school a million years ago. We trade words. I speak to her in Spanish and she speaks to me in English. That way, neither one of us has to feel too badly about our poor grasp of the language. Anyway, this morning as I was walking through the break room, she was futzing with the coffee pot. I don’t think she realized I was there because she said “shit” very loudly. It was the most endearing “shit” I have ever heard. First, she’s about the size of a six year old and has the voice to match. Second, it came out “sheet” because of her accent. I started laughing, which made her start laughing.
  • Someone is using a table saw in our office today and it sounds like a dying whale. Not that I know what a dying whale sounds like, but I would imagine the sound a table saw makes through walls and headphones is pretty close. It’s very distracting.
  • I was thrilled to find out that today is actually Thursday, not the Wednesday I thought it was when I woke up.