Tuesday, April 6, 2010

I don’t know, and I really don’t care, so please stop asking me stupid questions.

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Last week I worked in a different office, filling in for someone who was out taking care of her very pregnant daughter.  This person and I aren’t exactly BFFs, in fact I am pretty sure she despises me.  I’m ambivalent.  I was probably asked about 500 times if the daughter had had her baby.  Being the nice person I am, I politely said I had no idea.  What I wanted to say was more along the lines of, “I don’t know, and what’s more, I really don’t give a damn.” It is entirely possible I did say this once or twice but it all sort of blurs together into one big obnoxious week.

I’ve mentioned before that I’m moving, well this also means that I’m quitting my job.  Positions such as mine do not open all that often, people usually die before they retire or quit.  You can imagine the euphoria some people felt when my position was posted two weeks ago.  It was quite a site to behold, people who hadn’t given me the time of day before were suddenly my new besties.  All this attention was definitely unwanted on my part, considering I’ve been there almost seven years and it seems a little late to be making nice.  Of course, if someone were to try to bribe me with cake I definitely wouldn’t turn that down.

I love how blogger sends me an email, notifying me of new comments.  I’m an instant gratification sort of gal, so this works out pretty well.  I would like for blogger to stop sending me notifications when I comment on my own posts.  I’m pretty sure I’m away that I have written something and then hit the submit button.  I’m slow, but not quite that slow.

My two year old is a big Dora fan, much to my chagrin.  The other day he was watching an episode of Dora while The Hubs and I were cleaning.  Dora is a big fan of positive reinforcement, but what I heard next was a little much, even for me.  “Great super blowing” Dora exclaimed to her young listening audience.  The Hubs and I started laughing and realized that Dora had a pivotal decision to make, did she spit or swallow?

On that uncomfortable note, go visit The Un Mom for even more random.

10 Awesome Comments:

Tracie said...

Oh, that Dora! What do you expect? She's left alone to wander the streets all alone. I'm sure she's seen some STUFF.

Steph said...

Good point Tracie...she is corrupting young minds with her loose and deviant ways.

givingherallshesgot said...

Ha, I love getting e-mails about comments, too! The instant gratification is awesome. Luckily Wordpress is very good about knowing when I've done something and not feeling the need to tell me :P

Steph said...

I'm going to move to WP in the near future (at least that's the plan!) but right now it just all seems like too much effort.

Mezamashii said...

My daughter is 3 & while she still enjoys Dora, she suddenly is in love with Princesses. HELP!

*LLUVIA* said...

LMAO!!!!

You gotta love Dora!!

Michelle Pixie said...

Bwahahahahaha I am betting Dora is a swallower! Hahahahaha and that is one more reason on my list why Dora is not on in my house. ;-)

Steph said...

Dora is always smiling, now we know why.

One of The Guys said...

Dora is known for that kind of potty talk isn't she?

I missed it. What position are you leaving, just in case you need "bestie."

Steph said...

I always need more besties, especially when they want my job!

I (currently)work for the third largest library in the country. I don't do much, but apparently it's enough to warrant a major freak-out for the boss.

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