So tonight I was informed that we are not allowed to blog or post happenings about my place of employment on the internet. Guess now from here on out I will have to leave out specifics and keep everyone anonymous in my blogs. What's the fun in that anyway...
If any of you were wondering, I never did build up the courage to use my awesome pick up line. However, things got pretty unfavorable for me the other day. A friend of aforementioned coworker was talking to me, very flirtatiously, a couple nights ago. Not only was he flirting with me, but also several other girls. "Isn't he married?" I remark to another. I then send her to ask him, since if I asked it would appear as if I'm interested...and I'm not. So she asks him, after telling her that he is indeed married he asks "who wants to know?" She then replies that it is I that asked. So immediately inflated male ego, and he believes that I want his slutty married ass. No thanks. Which is bad for me, since I'm sure that he told his cute friend that I was asking if he's married. Fail, fail, fail. Now, if I even do decide to confront cute boy he's going to think that I'm just going from one guy to the next. Not cool. This is such my luck. Reason number 219 why I'm single.
It's okay. I get more satisfaction from sitting at home coding and photoshopping. By far, less headache as well.
Even more sad, my Jeep is in the shop. I miss my baby... And until I get it back I'm pimpin a big white minivan. I feel like my ex-boyfriend who indeed owned a white minivan. Super lame. I've never seen a single man as proud as he was to own a minivan. In fact, I saw pictures of him recently, lookin all thin and shit. Go eat a tofu burger. Blech. No thin guy is my type of guy...
Day off tomorrow... Going to get my beauty sleep... Yay!!
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