Lessons of the Week

No. 1

If you are like me and are prone to getting ink all over yourself, best not to use a yellow highlighter. If it gets all over your hands and face it will look like mustard - if you are lucky, I am fairly sure half the folks at my office think I am suffering from some deficiency. Although they wouldn't be all wrong because I am obviously lacking somewhere.

No. 2

What is worse than taking the bus, worse than being in your car and getting caught behind a bus - being on an "Express" bus and getting caught behind another, local, bus.

No. 3

The Boston Tea Party museum burnt down three years ago. An Asian tourist came up and asked me where it was, showing me a map. I looked at the map, then over to the Congress Street bridge construction, back to the map, scratched my head.....looked at the Asian girl...looked at the map...the construction...the map....finally some old lady came up and told us it burnt down three years ago. Nosy know-it-all old lady. I woulda figured it out eventually.

No. 4

I was a lunatic for ever taking the bus when I could of been driving all this time. 15 minutes tops - even in traffic. 15 goddamn minutes. Side note - if you tell the guy in charge of parking passes that you are embarrassed of your car he will immediately go check it out and then come back and announce (in front of everyone) that it isn't so bad, it just needs to be cleaned. Another note - at home I park under a tree and even if I do take it to the car wash it is dirty the next day....just saying.....

Anyhow, happy Friday!!!!!!!!!!!!

Finally, A Drinking Story....

Finally!! My anxiety has slowed down enough to start to write again about the important things in life. Men and booze. Here is one of the many moments I've had in the past few weeks in regards to just that.

Last Wednesday night my friend and I went out for drinks at a local bar to oogle softball cuties having their weekly post-game drinks. A friend of hers, a male cop, was there and we ended up sitting with him at the bar. For the next hour or so we received shots and beers and whatnot from across the bar from people who we didn't know. After the third time this happened it dawned on my friend and I - people thought we were cops too. It came to a head when one of the guys approached and asked us what district we worked for - since I am more comfortable lying about things such as my weight and age rather than my occupation (but of course that is also a lie, I have been known to claim I am a CIA agent every now and then), I fessed up that I wasn't a cop. You think he would of taken that in stride, me being a girl and all - but he was frigin pissed. Pissed meaning drunk and pissed meaning angry. I offered to buy him a drink - he refused. I offered to have my friend give him a bj - she refused.

Just another reason to stick by my "no unsolicited drinks" policy, folks. I should get a tattoo of that on my wrist to constantly remind myself.

I'll write more later in the week possibly exploring such topics as:

Why can't I date a man named Melvin?

Why can't my friends and I not stop ourselves from drinking the night before we are scheduled to drink together resulting in one big massive hangover? :-)

Not Dead...Yet....

I've fallen in the trap of so much to tell that it seems useless to even try.

Tonight marks the one week anniversary of my new job.

I've learned so much thus far, I am constantly busy and challenged. But I have had time to reflect a bit - mostly on the Downtown Express Bus (which dare I say it - it's a fucking pleasure, expensive, but a goddamn joy - and yes, still haven't ventured downtown in the RAV just yet, bit embarrassed of my car but that will be a future blog). Anyhoo...reflections......

I realized that in the past (or so I hope) that I have always presented and applied myself to a lower standard, and then, I have the glory of surprising people with what I am actually capable of. Here, now...it is a different story. They expect the best of me, nothing less. And therefore I have no choice but to be better. Better than my best.

I am driven, I am focused, I am happy.

Enough with the deep thoughts, already.

Oddly enough, with so much time spent at work my social life has also had a boom. I promise to update more often soon.

I miss you guys.