I just realized that I started blogging on a Tuesday. That means that if I skip weekends, I will always end each week with a weird number of posts. Unless, of course, I skip a day during the week, which would even up the overall total, but it would make the posts for the week wrong. I really like to have things line up, and since there are five days in a work week, I would like to see the total number of posts always end on a multiple of five. This is going to drive me nuts until I figure out a solution.
Moving on, in honor of the fact that today is Friday and many of us are approaching two days away from the insanity, I wanted to share with you some of the more unusual comments I've heard and behavior I've witnessed (not always at work, some are from other places, too).
1. "Mmmmm...that looks good. Can I have a bite?" from a total stranger who actually reached out her hand to get my sandwich. I was then forced to cram the whole rest of it in my mouth and say, with my mouth full, "Sorry. What?"
2. "Do I need to let them know that I'm having my period?" In a dental office? Probably not.
3. "You look familiar. Have you ever bought Cheerios?" Yes. Yes I have. Let's bond over our love of its oatful goodness, shall we?
4. The 75-year-old man who tells me (out loud and in public) that he's taking Viagra, then stands there raising his eyebrows and winking at me.
5. Sterilizing all the pens in the pen jar. Yup, that was me. I'm not ashamed. Those things get full of contaminants.
6. "You should see the boil I've got on my ass right now. I's the size of a baby's fist!" Someone actually said this in casual conversation with a complete stranger in full hearing of about ten people. Yikes.
7. "Is there a bathroom in here? I had tacos for lunch." Honestly, I've heard this one more times than I can count. Its hilarity diminishes greatly with each hearing, and now I'm at the eye-rolling stage. Knowing my deep and abiding love for poop and fart-related humor, I'm surprised. At least once a month, though, someone comes up with it, and it's always tacos. Wonder why...
8. People sit on the couch, with other people out there, and just feel free to let it rip. Loudly and proudly. I've witnessed this at several locations. Who does that?
9. "Excuse me, I need to go first. My parakeet is having separation anxiety." Said at Starbucks by a lady pushing her way to the front of a twelve-person line. I let her go in front of me, because I was in awe of her bizarre lie-inventing skills.
10. "Milk and tampons! Milk and tampons! Milk and tampons!" sung to the tune of that song they play at baseball games, in an aisle of the grocery store. What a weirdo. Oh wait, that was my Dad, not a complete stranger.
And it was awesome!
Believe it or not, a street person of the female variety followed my girlfriend and me into a Wendy's, when I was attending university, waited until we had ordered, paid, sat down, and then pulled up a chair next to me and asked me if she could have a bite of my sandwich. When something like that happens, you just kind of stare blankly and go over in your mind if you somehow really did manage to cross over into The Twilight Zone during your four-block walk from the music school.
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