That's just so wrong (taking a work phone call in the bathroom).
Speaking of work things, it looks like my work computer won't be replaced until later this afternoon at the earliest. I was going to see if I could take the afternoon off, due to not having access to Lotus Notes which I need to do most of my job today (this backup computer doesn't have it available), but my boss wants me here since one of my coworkers is on vacation this week. Grrr.
I WORK IN A FUCKING ZOO.
So there's poo on the walls as well?
Lord knows there have been times in my office where I thought someone had let monkeys loose in the men's room.
Only Jack Bauer gets a pass on that, 'cause that dude seriously deserves a bathroom break.
This made me nose my water.
Only Jack Bauer gets a pass on that, 'cause that dude seriously deserves a bathroom break.
That would only make him lose his edge.
This made me nose my water.
This phrase has an endearing Ralph Wiggins-esque quality to it.
Taco Bell or Pizza for lunch?
I vote Taco Bell, because I had to look them up last night, only to learn there is apparently no Taco Bell in the city of Boston! So if you could bring me some, too, that would be great.
Sheesh.
As a non-cell phone haver, I'm simultaneously appalled and fascinated by the filter-killer that is the modern communication device.
Speaking about your gyno exam in a loud voice on the Metro? Sure. No problem.
Walk down the street, laden with expensive looking handbags, being stalked by muggers and still NO EVEN GETTING OFF THE PHONE when you are saved by a passerby (me)? Of course!
Roll through stoplights because you can't be bothered to look up while texting through an intersection? It's your Divine RIGHT, afterall.
Glergle. My ire is high on this issue.
Thanks, Jesse! We have a TB in my building. The pizza place is in another building, but there are tunnels connecting them. There's also spaghetti in the cafeteria downstairs.