So, Tubbo showed up late today and I'm thinking I can't believe I'm wasting time trying to move shit around from one desk to another before ten this morning so she could have when she came in. So instead of processing departmental mail I'm moving things around. Had a somewhat pointless to me meeting this morning with our department. Knowing that I am leaving here in two weeks means any additional duties or information really doesn't pertain to me unless what I am doing is changing. It hasn't changed as far as anyone knows, so I coulda been doing other stuff that was more important than sit in a meeting with the irritable bowels grumbling for over a half hour. Talk about not staying on task either, blah blah blah blah.. Blah blah? Blah. I'm thinking stay on topic so we can get this over with before I let loose a juicy one just for you! ARRG! I ended up walking out on an emergency potty run because I couldn't take it anymore and was about to start my head to spinning like the exorcist in order to get out of there! I know, I'm sure you wanted to know my potty habits of the day, but it certainly set the tone for me being more irritated with El Tubbo more than usual. Besides the fact that she bugs me while I'm at the computer on lunch, she just makes me crazy with the incisive yawning, she sounds like a St Bernard that needs its adenoids removed when she yawns.
On a happy note, it's Mardi Gras! YAY! We had king cake and beads passed about the office area. Apparently, there's a plastic baby in the cake and whoever gets the slice of cake with the baby in it has to bring the king next year. I reminded them that my last day was going to be March 2nd and that I wouldn't be here next year. :-) Anyhoo, the cake was good too. Mmmm it was made by O'Rears, a local bakery that just beats the piss out of Krispy Kreme. :) Sidetracked the whole meeting when the boss got the plastic baby and nearly cracked a tooth on it while chomping on the cake. lol It was funny for about 3 seconds until the belly began the rumbling again. Ugh.
Other than that, lunch is nearly over and I have to get my happy arse into some other e-mail accounts to make sure it's not backed up to high heaven with e-mail like it was yesterday. yay-rah. I'm still psyched about the new job though, can't wait to see how much "fun" it's going to be working with these special kids. wOOt!
T~Molly~ Chipper
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
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