I wish I was making it all up
I've been sitting here all day while being subjected to a total of 43 reports of the weather for about 5 different locations in our Metro area from the Nut head that resides on the other side of my cube wall. She's currently monitoring the radar of a storm about 50 miles away & is letting everyone know its ETA for Kansas City. This woman recently went on vacation & the whole department was subjected to listening to her weather reports on her vacation destination multiple times a day for at least three weeks before she left. Then, I kid you not, she called WHILE ON VACATION to check what the weather was like HERE. You're on vacation! Nobody cares that you want to know the weather here!
Now it's thundering & she's really flipping out. And she talks about her dog being so terrified of thunder that she has to medicate it to keep it from having a coronary. There she goes... "He's probably crying at home" Poor puppy.
I don't even have to pretend this stuff.
But someone who may be having a worse day than me: My Friend's tenant, who rents a downstairs apartment in Friend's house, walked to her car this morning only to find Friend's cat, George, snacking on a dead bird. Proud kill, I'm sure. Only Friend's tenant is too dependent to handle anything on her own. So she called Friend a total of four times at 6:30 am for her to come move the bird & cat so she wouldn't be late to work. Friend had her phone off & was awakened by tenant banging on her front door. Friend didn't know who it was & answered a minute later with husband behind her & nobody was there. She checked the other door & the cars & all looked well. She then checked her phone & tried calling tenant back. No answer. Friend then came back from lunch today to an irate/upset message from tenant complaining about dead bird behind car, how cat inconvenienced her by wanting to eat said bird and how Friend didn't answer door & somehow all of the above was Friend's fault for almost making tenant late for work.
Weather update from other side of cube wall:
"It's raining!... A dribble here & a dribble there."
Back to conclusion of cat, bird & tenant. Tenant is psycho & can't move dead bird on her own so cat will follow bird so she doesn't run over cat. Cat enjoyed bird very much. Bird...not really.
Nut head: "My puppy's crying at home."
Co-worker: "I don't care."
2 minutes later: "It's raining. Yeah, it's thundering."
I think she was cross-bred with Rainman...in more ways that one.
Now it's thundering & she's really flipping out. And she talks about her dog being so terrified of thunder that she has to medicate it to keep it from having a coronary. There she goes... "He's probably crying at home" Poor puppy.
I don't even have to pretend this stuff.
But someone who may be having a worse day than me: My Friend's tenant, who rents a downstairs apartment in Friend's house, walked to her car this morning only to find Friend's cat, George, snacking on a dead bird. Proud kill, I'm sure. Only Friend's tenant is too dependent to handle anything on her own. So she called Friend a total of four times at 6:30 am for her to come move the bird & cat so she wouldn't be late to work. Friend had her phone off & was awakened by tenant banging on her front door. Friend didn't know who it was & answered a minute later with husband behind her & nobody was there. She checked the other door & the cars & all looked well. She then checked her phone & tried calling tenant back. No answer. Friend then came back from lunch today to an irate/upset message from tenant complaining about dead bird behind car, how cat inconvenienced her by wanting to eat said bird and how Friend didn't answer door & somehow all of the above was Friend's fault for almost making tenant late for work.
Weather update from other side of cube wall:
"It's raining!... A dribble here & a dribble there."
Back to conclusion of cat, bird & tenant. Tenant is psycho & can't move dead bird on her own so cat will follow bird so she doesn't run over cat. Cat enjoyed bird very much. Bird...not really.
Nut head: "My puppy's crying at home."
Co-worker: "I don't care."
2 minutes later: "It's raining. Yeah, it's thundering."
I think she was cross-bred with Rainman...in more ways that one.
posted by Studio P Photography at 2:18 PM
2 Comments:
Ok - in an effort to share the only thing I actually know how to do on blogger - here are two easy ways to post your pic (saw your comment on Daily Dump).
1) Open a free flickr account, upload it there and then link from your profile.
2) Post a picture into a regular blog post, then link to that. Once you're linked you can delete the post and it will still show in your profile.
Hope that helps :)
Thanks! I'll give it a go!
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