Saturday, July 29, 2006

so, I had this meeting to go to the other day... no, it wasn't job related, it was derby related... this organization wants the league to participate in this thing and I've got time so I volunteered to get all the details and all that other stuff to take it back to the league.

Sounds easy, right? Sure, if I didn't have the attention span of a spider monkey on crack.

I had the best intentions, washed my hair, put on a cute skirt, even wore some makeup. Showed up at the restaurant on time and nodded and laughed when I was supposed to... Then I couldn't get over how good the ciabbata bread was, and how I'd gotten my ratio of sweet tea to unsweet tea perfect and how cute the restaurant was...

And then two blonde women came and sat at the table next to us, the table in my sight line. And it turned out to be one blonde woman and one blonde man dressed like a woman... a really ugly woman. And I couldn't concentrate on anything else but his man hands and his big man chin until they left. But by then, I had probably missed about every single salient point in the conversation.

And then today I had to try to explain what the meeting was about to the rest of the league.

I should really stop volunteering for stuff unless there's much alcohol involved and no one will expect me to remember any details.

Or I could just get a job so I could stop having all this time during the day.

In other news, derby-related, (because I have nothing else going on in my life), you should check out this website for this new magazine. You should pay particular attention to the "staff" page. No reason. I'm just sayin', you know, if you've got some time... check it out.