Thursday, May 3

You're Not The Floss of Me

Management at Agent Yellow's workplace gave her a plant for Administrative Professionals' Week. A plant! All I got was a few requests to send faxes, half of an old Chinese chicken* dish, and the February issue of Reader's Digest. (Needless to say, I can't wait to tell my co-workers about this plant.)

Speaking of work, Monday evening I went to an office party at a local restaurant. Here's a tip, readers! Never start an office party off with a poppy seed muffin. You will spend the rest of the evening talking to your co-workers with a black seed in your teeth.

I finally got my snow tires taken off yesterday, so now it's really spring! (Except that it's 39 degrees outside and I've worn a coat to work every day this week.) This morning, injustices of injustices, I must bring T-babe back to El Tire Warehouso to get his lug nuts tightened. Poor thing, he's dreading it.

*No, I'm still a vegetarian.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Tell Ole T that while the wrench might not be so welcome, it's much better than some other car making a mean parking lot joke about "someone" not having all their lugnuts screwed on tightly. Really, it's for the best.

-Mechanic Girl (I wish)