Pinkydj In My Head...

Live in New York. Play lots of tennis. Rollerblade in my apartment as well as everywhere else.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

My Mornings...

Don't make any sense. It takes me forever to get out of the house. I wake up at 7:45 and usually leave by 9:30- what the hell am I doing? My hair and makeup take about 10 minutes total- and then the rest is fartin' around trying to wake up.

I was a terrible Christian this morning- I feel allergies coming on and am already getting sinus headaches-fun. So, I did have some sort of excuse- oh yeah, and I wore too much eyeliner- so I look like a hooker today. I hate that.

Sooooo, I get on the crowded bus and was being stared at by this woman in a veil and she was holding a baby- so cute, but I was grumpy- so, I rolled my eyes at her (for staring). Unfortunately, she did something nice and I felt like an ass. She took one of my bags (I am a bag lady) and put it under her seat so that I may be comfortable standing. Damn her. I thanked her, then proceeded to frown and close my eyes pretending to be in pain so that the whole rolling the eyes thing had to do with the pain I was enduring and not the fact that I am a bitch. But she just kept watching me (maybe she thought I was a hooker with all of that eye makeup) and when I was finally able to retrieve my bag- I ended up standing right next to her- do you know how hard it is to have someone watch you for 10 minutes and pretend that you are enjoying the scenery in Queens? I do not know why people insist on watching me- God, do I always sound this narcissistic?

So after enduring the GREAT STARE- I get into work (10:45) and am told by the housekeeper that the old man needs me to call him- SHIT! but it's cool cuz she gave me an excuse on why I was in so late (love her at this point) So I call Mr. grumpy pants (he was so great yesterday- he misses his gf- don't take it out on me, man!) and he's all "getting a late start this morning, huh?" and I'm all "oh no, I had to pick up a broom and dustpan for the housekeeper as per J's (gf) request" (as per???) and he's ok with that (he loves her, so if I had said she wanted me to have an ice cream cone then smear some of it on the kitchen counter- he would have said "oh, ok") and then he proceeds to tear me a new one about the cordless phones (were working last week-not this week) and his shower is leaking and have I done anything about that??? Well, no because I am tired. Sorry. No, I didn't say that- I said "of course, right away!" and then I hung up. Checked my e-mail. Ate something (HUNGER!!!). Checked this - laughed a bit- then started with the calls- RIGHT AWAY.

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