Author: sweettems

Put It on a Stick

I have a coworker on the other side of the building whom I often see in the lobby or breakroom. We always seem to be on the same schedule for lunch and quick breaks, which is great because he’s quite nice. I was in the lobby this afternoon and he came up to me, all sullen. I asked him what was up. His response?

“Jalapeno pepper on a stick.”

Then he walked away.

I have no idea what that was about, where it came from, or if it was cause for alarm. But I do know: I like that guy.

Reverend Ron

Drive of the day:

Today Giant Husband drove a member of the clergy, we’ll call him Reverend Ron, to the liquor store in the early afternoon. Ron had evidently already had quite a bit of the beverage, but told Giant Husband how he had run out and needed more. He was very nice.

Keep that Neon Away from Me

My boss’s boss came over to look at something on my computer. He motioned a lot as he talked about this change or that addition. The problem was, for some reason he was holding a highlighter in his hand as he did this. An open highlighter. No lid in sight. Not only was I concerned he might end up highlighting a word right on my monitor, I was pretty worried about my own person – specifically my brand new top.

Beware of very animated, highlighter-wielding bosses.

He Likes to Watch

My cat likes to watch me get ready for work each weekday morning. He’ll sit in the hall, staring intently through the bedroom doorway as I get dressed. This leads me to think he may have been a dirty old man in a past life.

One morning as he inched down the hallway to peer at me closer, I wondered what he’d say if he could talk. Would it be “hey, looking good today” like a peeping Tom(cat) roommate, or would he mutter something inappropriate like that perverted character from Family Guy?

Or he is really, truly just a cat, and likely to exclaim “WTF! What the hell did you do with your fur?!”