Post by jeaniebueller on Sept 11, 2015 9:46:52 GMT -5
In my office, there is a shared hallway on our floor that we share with another department. Someone in the other department keeps hanging a stinky air freshener in the bathroom, which is permeating every conference room in that hallway and smelling terrible. I have unplugged it twice, but whoever it is, is persistent. Ew.
In my office, there is a shared hallway on our floor that we share with another department. Someone in the other department keeps hanging a stinky air freshener in the bathroom, which is permeating every conference room in that hallway and smelling terrible. I have unplugged it twice, but whoever it is, is persistent. Ew.
Since these types of things give me raging headaches, I'd throw it away (outside) and hang a sign in the bathroom explaining that people get physically sick from chemical air fresheners and it would be much appreciated if the perpetrator would stop hanging them so that others can breathe.
Post by tacosforlife on Sept 11, 2015 10:11:09 GMT -5
I heard the cat vomit this morning but pretended to be asleep so H would clean it up. Not even sorry.
We haven't changed our sheets in a shamefully long time because it turns out that changing sheets on a king sized memory foam mattress is a total bitch. (Fear not! I still do not have a hairball in my vag.)
Most of the time, I have to think really hard to remember when the last time I washed my hair was. (Tuesday. I think.)
Post by tacosforlife on Sept 11, 2015 10:12:03 GMT -5
Also, I planned another full week of meals without tacos. Holy fucking shit. By the time the last week of September rolls around, I'm going to be getting the taco DTs.
Post by pixy0stix on Sept 11, 2015 10:15:28 GMT -5
I realized yesterday that most of my sweaters are in storage. I don't know when we're getting our stuff back. This makes me nervous because soon I'll be living in sweaters.
I just got a headshot done for work. I'm apparently really bad at headshots. Every shot he had to be like "No. Chin down. Tilt more. Too much tilting. Chin down. TILT."
Post by Scout'sHonor on Sept 11, 2015 10:32:24 GMT -5
I never gave up my bootcut jeans and am glad to be back in style, I've only worn skinny jeans with boots. I had a pumpkin spice chai today, so does that make me half basic?
Today is my last Friday off before I go back to work FT. I don't know what to do with myself. Be lazy? Go shopping? Check things off my to-do list? So far being lazy is winning.
In my office, there is a shared hallway on our floor that we share with another department. Someone in the other department keeps hanging a stinky air freshener in the bathroom, which is permeating every conference room in that hallway and smelling terrible. I have unplugged it twice, but whoever it is, is persistent. Ew.
Since these types of things give me raging headaches, I'd throw it away (outside) and hang a sign in the bathroom explaining that people get physically sick from chemical air fresheners and it would be much appreciated if the perpetrator would stop hanging them so that others can breathe.
We are not putting a sign up asking them to not plug it in, since my office manager e-mailing the head of the other department went over like a ton of bricks. People are so weird.
Post by anastasia517 on Sept 11, 2015 11:39:13 GMT -5
My main takeaway from this is that I want Starbucks and to break into my comfy fall clothes. Unfortunately, my only two options for Starbucks are at the other end of town or in the university so that won't be happening. The sweaters can, at least.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
I am wearing a fleece (and yoga pants, SUCK IT HATERS!) today. It's supposed to be rainy and in the 60s this weekend. Chili in the crockpot and cornbread in the cast iron kind of weekend....
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
I am wearing a fleece (and yoga pants, SUCK IT HATERS!) today. It's supposed to be rainy and in the 60s this weekend. Chili in the crockpot and cornbread in the cast iron kind of weekend....
Also, I planned another full week of meals without tacos. Holy fucking shit. By the time the last week of September rolls around, I'm going to be getting the taco DTs.
I think you should cook him something like a baked chicken breast with cajun seasoning, with sides of pinto beans and salad, but then shred that shit up, season it up, and stuff it in a taco for yourself.
Also, I planned another full week of meals without tacos. Holy fucking shit. By the time the last week of September rolls around, I'm going to be getting the taco DTs.
I think you should cook him something like a baked chicken breast with cajun seasoning, with sides of pinto beans and salad, but then shred that shit up, season it up, and stuff it in a taco for yourself.
Why the fuck am I cooking this?
I cook dinner once or twice a week, max. I plan shit, and he executes it.
And the above sounds like a lot of fucking work, which totally defeats the point of taco night.