So I'm sitting here at work having a massive pity party for myself. Ya' know the kind where you think one bad thought and a billion pop up right after it? For example: "Man, I'm having a hard time breathing in this shirt..why did I wear this today? I'm such an idiot...well, self, if you would EXERCISE then maybe your shirt wouldn't be tight and you could take a breath..how come I'm such an idiot and don't ever exercise?..man, I want a DP and a whole batch of chocolate chip cookies right now..I need a new job..well, self, you could apply for them..but what's the point when no one ever calls for an interview?...I don't have any special skills to offer anyone.. I'm going to be stuck at this job I hate forEVER...wow, look at that pretty cupcake. I need one of those.."
Yep, that's what I've been doing for the last hour. In an effort to get myself out of my pity party (and away from chocolate chip cookies), I've been thinking of random stories from my life. That way instead of feeling sorry for myself, I'm laughing at myself. Genius!
1. I was playing chicken with my fellow bus-stop friend while waiting for said bus in the 2nd grade. The bus driver caught us, and I had to go to the principals office. I was so stressed out about it that I threw up after the meeting and then had to go home. That was my first and last trip to the principals office.
2. I was looking out a window at a particular nasty rain storm and wondered, out loud, to my fellow employees "Doesn't the bed of your truck fill-up with water when it rains?" Wow.
3. My favorite outfit as a kid was a navy blue sweater, red skirt, black sweater tights and one bright purple shoe and one bright pink shoe-- on the wrong foot. Plus, I had a mullet. That's future model material right there.
4. The very first time Jared asked for my number he said (exact words) "So uhh.. can I get your number so I can call ya' sometime? To ya' know... chat? About things?" (I know that story doesn't make me look ridiculous, I just think it's cute!)
*sighs* I feel better.