Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Lunchtime Blogging

The other day, one of my temporary workers thought I was 19. Nineteen, people. Nineteen. I'm 25. I even got my hair cut last week and I still look like a teenager. Oy.

In case you haven't noticed, I am blogging regularly. The reason? BGF is out of town. I normally eat lunch with him and we chat about this and that and there's simply no time for typing. But I'm eating lunch by myself this week with only a keyboard to keep me company. It sucks eating lunch by myself at work because then people want you to do things. If I have BGF here, then everyone knows I'm on lunch and am not to be bothered. But when I just sit here looking bored, then they want things. And dangit, I want my 30 minute break! So it helps to do this noontime blogging because when I look intently at my monitor and type quickly, people think I'm busy. Not that that stops them from interrupting me, but at least it gives them a half second pause.

So Fiona Apple is coming to a House of Blues in a relatively close city to me. I really, really, really, really, really want to go see her, but it's on a Monday night. I'm contemplating on whether or not I want to take a vacation day for it. It might seem like an inane reason to use one of my precious few vacation days, but people, it is Fiona Apple. She is amazing. And coming to a city near me! Unfortunately it's still far enough away, that I couldn't get off of work and up to this town in enough time. Decisions, decisions.

Oh dangit, I'm feeling guilty even though I still have a good 10 minutes left of my lunch break. :sigh: Back to work I go.

1 comment:

Jodi said...

My husband has resorted to going to his car to sit during his breaks or he doesn't get one either.

I am one of those people that are a horrible judge of ages. I always guess wrong, usually horribly wrong. LOL At least he thought you looked younger!