and not only are the keys in the ignition but THE CAR RUNNING!I am ashamed to admit that I have done this too.
'Get It Done'
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and not only are the keys in the ignition but THE CAR RUNNING!I am ashamed to admit that I have done this too.
Pity me, for I intend to go see The Mostly Unfabulous Social Life of Ethan Green at the Outflix festival tonight, and current weather conditions (94°F) mean that I'll have to wear shorts and a short-sleeved shirt that will make me look even pudgier than I actually am. In a theater crammed full of all the local gay men that make up the bulk of my potential dating pool.
Meanwhile, a flattering pair of jeans and the poly blend long-sleeve navy pinstripe shirt that looks great on me are taunting from the clothesrack.
One of my co-workers once did something like that on a business trip. He and my boss stopped at a restaurant, and as they were heading to the door, the co-worker realizes that he's locked the keys in their rental car. He tells my boss, and my boss says it's no problem, they'll call the rental car company now, and by the time they finish eating service should be there. Then the co-worker mentions that the engine's still running, too.
We just had a rain storm here.
I wondered why everything was all wet.
(I was in the movie theatre. The Aristocrats was disappointing.)
I did that once in high school. Made me suitably paranoid ever since. Because there won't always be an autoshop with mechanics' apprentices on hand with a slim jim.
81.4 inside. With the a/c running. I think I'm just going to send the electric bill to management. Really tired of this battle.
May actually go see a movie tomorrow. I need to do laundry and vacuum, but I ain't vacuuming until the apartment gets below 75.
I was all prepped to blow my nose and show the pharmacist my snot at the store if they didn't hand over the blue sudafed. I'm cranky. But the pharmacist was all reasonable and sympathetic and found me a box of generic, so I have to find someone else to vent my general ire on.
The AC just turned off at work.
Bleh.
Time to go work in a mall or bookstore maybe? (or, I'd suggest not to work, but...)
eta: and I'm off to the grocery store. Maybe they'll let me sleep in the freezer section.
The AC just turned off at work.
When I ventured out this afternoon I had to wear a sweater.
The AC just turned off at work.
When I ventured out this afternoon I had to wear a sweater.And you wonder why people post cute cat pictures?
I just got a bloody nose. What's up with that?
When I ventured out this afternoon I had to wear a sweater.
I'm home now, sitting next to my AC unit and wrapped in a blanket.