Not The Favorite
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Holy Nosebleed, Batman!
We were all playing nicely when Lauren decided she'd had enough of passing the spinner to me and started throwing it at me instead. And then she threw the little bobble-headed cat at me.
Right in the face. GAME. OVER.
Lauren was so upset and crying because I was angry at her. She kept saying over and over that I was hurting her feelings by being angry. And it was making her sad.
After Jon and I packed up the game, I went to do my hair in the bathroom. Lauren was still bawling.
And then I hear some commotion in the livingroom and Jon say something about a nosebleed. I go out to see what's going on and there is Jon holding a tissue to Lauren's nose. Blood is covering the side of her face, it's in her hair and there is a big puddle of blood on the floor.
She worked herself up so much, she gave herself a nosebleed. Sigh... Something she inherited from both Jon and I.
So, I give Jon a cold magic bag for the back of her neck and clean up the mess on her face and the floor. And then I go back to the bathroom to finish straightening my hair.
Lauren comes in a few minutes later and gives me a hug. "This is because I was so sad you were angry."
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Janet Needs Time Away From Pink Lady and Photocopiers
I broke the copier this morning. I just wanted to feed it a new staple cartridge. That set off a series of events that included cursing at the machine, getting the staple cartidge so stuck that I couldn't remove it again, calling in a service request and then having them change my name to Janet. Janet does not like Xerox this morning. I went to check on how the repair was going and the tech said that it was so badly mangled that he needed to replace the entire stapling component. Yeah. Janet is awesome today.
Ran into another odd name yesterday. First name: Kobra. Now THAT is a badass name.
There is a woman here at work, who says exactly what is on her mind. Not in a mean way, she just doesn't think about how what she says may make someone feel. At least not until after she says it. Thanks for thinking the only reason I wore a halter top to work yesterday was because of my sunburn (of which I do not have).
Also, I'm friends with someone on FB that I really can't stand. I read your status updates and the stupid things you post and all I can do is thank god that I'm not really friends with you. Because I would constantly punch you in the face for how retarded you are.
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