Things I never expected to happen to me

More like crazy happenstances at work. This one is going on my anit-bukit list. A couple of weeks ago at work I went to the bathroom, because that's what happens when you drink a bunch of water. Well on my way out this dude walks into the bathroom and heads right for one of the stalls... It was very bizarre. He was kind of old looking and so at first I wasn't sure if he was a guy or not. Turns out he was. Thankfully I got to dump the problem on a manager and not have to deal with it myself.

Which brings me to one of my paranoia's. I am terrified that one day I will accidentally walk into the men's room. On it's own that wouldn't be a big deal, just turn around and walk out. But I always feel like I would walk into some really awkward conversation/ situation. Don't ask what is going down in the men's restroom, but I feel like I would totally walk in on a drug deal, get shot and then end up dead upside down in toilet  Not exactly the way I want to die. It's rather specific for a paranoia and I don't think there is a "name" for it, but if there is I bet it sounds totally awesome.

"'No' as in 'no', or 'no' as in 'maybe'?"

There has been nothing super interesting happening in my life recently. In fact it is unbelievably dull. All I ever do is work. That being said. Today was fantastic because I finally got new windshield whippers. It is a very exciting day. I just needed to share that.

Last weekend I went to my high school fiver year reunion. It's just kind of strange to have a five year reunion. Most of my classmates are borderline broke or have no idea what the hell to do with their lives. A lot of them have kids too. Part of me is super happy for them and the side is horrified at the thought of already being a mother. Their kids are soooo cute.

I do have to say that going made me rethink most of my life choices and I decided I wouldn't change much. Some days I think there's something wrong with me because I don't really want to be married or have kids, but that's because I have definite career goals. I am not so selfish that I want to try having the perfect family and the perfect career. I just don't believe it's possible for most families. It seems to me that people who have extremely successful careers don't have the closest families. Not that there is a problem with that. I just grew up in a family that was really close. If I ever have kids I want to be the one raising them, not a nanny, not a day care, me. Which is why I am focused on my life goals, if I get to where I want to go I will be able to raise my own kids.

That got surprisingly melancholy. Anyway, the really annoying part of the "reunion" (there were only like seven of us) was that the cafeteria had been remodeled. It looks fantastic. And I am annoyed that they waited till I left to do it. Mostly cuz they are building a new science building at the college I went to. Construction started the year after I left. Apparently I can never be at the school when it gets something new.

It has been a day.

One of those horrible days where everything goes wrong. I am not even joking. I will not share everything that went horrifically today (you can thank me later). But I will say that I am going to have a serious smack down at work if this continues. Heads will roll. Preferably not mine.

It's really not all that bad, but we are running so short staffed that we barely can cover breaks much less all the other crap that needs to get done. It's ... exhausting. My last day off was Monday and I don't have another day off till this coming Thursday. For those of you who can do math that means I am working straight for nine days. Nine days is a freakishly long time.

The worst thing that happened was someone (I am almost positive I know who it was) dropped a thermometer in the fryer... yeah. So during one of the busiest times of the day we are changing the oil in the fryer. It was pretty intense. And insane. And I am so glad I do not have to open tomorrow. Just close and then open Sunday, and Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and then I finally, finally get a few days off. To make matters worse the last three weeks I had split days off. Which blows.

I've also spent the last week or so cleaning up after my "trainees". Yes. I have trainees. I who have the least experience ever am training people. Argh. I work in the worst managed store ever.

But it's all okay because I had coffee Haagen-Daz while watching Face Off. Best relaxation technique ever.

It's Delicious! 

Face Off is a great show, it's all about creating something awesome in a short amount of time. And for those of you who think that is a shoddy explanation here is a better one : Face Off is a reality TV game show where the contestants compete in different challenges each week and at the end one person wins a lot of money and gets a blueberry (blue Prius). It's cool. Probably on of the only reality TV shows where I have seen contestants helping each other. Although I feel like that happens sometimes on Project Runway (the other great reality TV show, all others can just disappear).

It's cool. You must watch it! You must!

Ghettotastic

At work early this week I noticed a printed sign on one of the bathroom stalls. It read "Out of order", which I thought was mildly amusing because it seems like almost everything is "out of order." Anyway it was nearly as funny as two days later when I walked into the bathroom to find that same stall with bright red tape on the door handle and hand written words under the "Out of order" sign. It read "Do NOT Use!!!!!"

I am going to let that sink in for a second. Mostly because I it took me a few minutes to realize what must have happened. Normally I would extrapolate on the awfulness, the awkwardness or the awesomeness of any situation I am blogging about. However, I feel that there are some things I cannot explain in explicit detail on the internet. Suffice to say I about fell over laughing only to stop when I realized how much that must have sucked for the custodians. Those poor, poor people. Give a custodian a hug today. Or if that feels to awkward tell them thanks, they have a sucky job that isn't properly appreciated.