What the hell?

Crap

Ever pay attention to the names, or categories, associated with the products you purchase?

I own:

- a 2 pair of lace hipsters, style 'animal'
- knee socks
- exhiliration enya tan (boots)
- green pepper sauce (ok, so that one is self obscured. it's Tabasco.)

of the above mentioned, knee socks can be understood without looking at the physical item. you can know a language well, but never well enough. particularly if you're hard of hearing or not paying attention.

last week I said," in jest" and the other person took it to mean ingest.

when I said maniacal, my boss heard the name of a coworker, Madhavan. (note: his last name is used in conversation as his first name is so incredibly long).

tomorrow i have to ask for a very specific subset of a universe of data, and am already dreading the conversation. it's with a man who is culturally jarred by my forwardness (arranged marriages are the norm in his circle), who has a few stumbling blocks in grammar to knock out of his court before oh, say, conversation can flow. oh wait, and then there's the stutter. this is not to be confusedc with the very stupid woman, the lisper, who essentially ate a week of my timeline because she wanted to "coordinate" and "certify", when in reality she wanted to show me how to fill out a freaking form...so she could be kept aware the request was coming down the line. and the certification was oh so necessary, as she had to actually SEE that a handful of files were indeed stored on a shared drive. whine, whine, whine. i could gripe about her all day, but now i feel slightly better about the wholet hing.

OH no! I just remembered I was supposed to call missie doss. She offered me a ticket (with the infamous stan the man) to see a show that looked interesting. as soon as i saw the mail i knew i couldn't go, but somehow the day ended and i screwed up. i did, however, remember on the LIRR ride out (but of course taht didn't really help as I had left my cell phone on my bed Friday a.m.)

hmph.

In stead of going to the office now, I'm getting in early tomorrow. i just can't motivate myself to move any faster. and neither apparently, can anyone else that i'm seeing tonight. the cold weather is upon us, and I'm the most suprised. last year this time i was in San Diego, while NYC was coming off of a September heat wave. Funny how time flies.

Poo.

posted by irene @ 10/05/2003 03:03:00 PM