That Just Happened!

Okay, so I have already blogged about the ridiculousness of this office.  Although I can appreciate the attempt at building a Fortress of Solitude it is a little lame to be literally removing yourself from the rest of  your coworkers. 

I work in a very small office with about 3 other people and my boss. Occasionally other guys come in to use their desk/photocopier/bathroom and foul up the atmosphere with horrible language and generally degrading behaviour. So today this guy comes in and calls over the founder of the No Homers Allowed Club and goes into the front lobby to see the other member of their No Girls Allowed Club. Then shuts the doors. Where they have been for the last 20 minutes.

Probably talking about how they hate it when their Mom’s make them give them a kiss goodbye in front of their friends and how WOW2 is sooo  much lamer than WOW3.  Because that’s what teenage boys talk about right? Oh well, back to work for the rest of us stinky girls *there are two girls in the office.  Me and one other.* It does make me wonder if being a joint member of the No Homers Allowed Club (with exclusive use of the Fortress of Solitude) and the No Girls Allowed Club means you can combine your dues to save money.  Hey, allowance money doesn’t go far these days!

Yeah, That Just Happened!

Almost everyday I walk to the corner to the Tim Hortons to get me and/or my boss a coffee. On the way there I pass a Licks Restaurant.  This past summer Licks decided to make their outside look a bit more appealing.  They put up a white picket fence (probably to keep the people waiting for the bus off their tables) and added some shrubbery.  Since they planted the tree they have pretty much left it to its own devices.  There is one shrub tree in particular that has become unruly.  It has one branch that sticks out over past the fence at eye height. 

Every day on my way to Tim Hortons I manage to avoid it as I walk on the left.  On the way back I get hit in the face.  Every day.  You think I would learn to avoid it by now, but I am so busy walking on the left and trying to stay out of people’s way without making eye contact that I always forget about it.  Yesterday was the first day I missed it!  I actually remembered to avoid the stupid branch.  I felt smugly superior. Ha ha!  I beat you shrub!

I am a firm believer in what my sister and I like to call “the world slap”.  Kind of like what goes around comes around.  If you think/say/do bad things the world will come back around and slap you in the face.  As in this instance.  Apparently the world was not about to let me walk around feeling all holier-than-thou about the tree. This morning, I forgot about the tree.  Again.  Only it didn’t hit me. Nope, but I caught it out of the corner of my eye just in time.  Then I jerked back like I had been hit, spilt coffee down my sleeve and stumbled down the sidewalk.  In front of a looong line of cars waiting to turn left.  With drivers.  Looking at me as if I was actually carrying an Irish coffee.  Wondering if they should get out and help, but obviously too scared because I am obviously looney-tunes. Tree: lost count, Jenn: 0.

Yeah, That Just Happened!

I love Starbucks.  I know I am paying a lot of money for milk, coffee and a little bit of chocolate syrup, but there is something about ordering a “Decaf Grande Nonfat No-whip Mocha” that just makes me feel so grown up.  I realize with the decaf mocha it is really just glorified hot chocolate, but again, it just makes me happy.  I try not to make it a daily event because it can get expensive, but I decided to treat myself this morning before work. 

I placed my order with the Barista and handed him the money.  $10.10.  He looked at me strangely, but said “okay…”  I wondered what was the matter, but when I looked at the register I saw $4.64.  Immediately I realized my error.  I apologized saying “I had it in my head I was ordering a Venti, that’s why I gave you the 10 cents.  Cause they are $5.09″  He laughed and said “no problem, I was wondering why you gave me a dime.  Well here’s your change.” 

Already I felt like a total dolt.  I mean I ordered decaf for cryin-out-loud.  I couldn’t even use the excuse “oh it’s before my morning coffee”!  I just waited for him to give me my change and as I am walking away he feels some reassurance is necessary so he says…

“Don’t worry.  I’m here to serve, not to judge.”  But I think he already did.  

Yeah, That Just Happened!