Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Note to self

When the Bitter Smoker Chick is out of the office with pleurisy*, try not to wear the baggy jeans that already slip and slide down necessitating the wearing of cute, non-granny underwear because when the bossman makes his completely-out-of-left-field demands ("come help me figure out this copier" or "come change the batteries in my digital camera" or "come put this cd in my computer") on an average of once every 4 minutes and you have to run up and down the stairs, most of your day will be spent alternating between exposing your chonies and tugging up your jeans. FUN!





*which I thought was some 19th century disease but is actually some kind of lung infection

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