Saturday, August 20, 2011

What a year...

WOW...2011 has given me a run for my money. I cannot believe it's August already and school starts next week. Read this post from my coworker to get an idea of what summer at work has been like for me.


I am getting ready to do a search for a program Coordinator for our office. This is definitely not the time for a job search, but we have to do it or I'll be all alone all semester. Well, I take that back. We will do a search as soon as that job is posted. I like my job, but it is a struggle to realize that the department you work for is not receiving the support from the higher ups that you need it to in order to advance and do what is expected of you.


On a happier note, some friends of mine from home are moving to Arlington!!! I love the friends that I've made here, but it is great to have people that I've know for about 11 years move to the area. Here is the most recent picture I have of us which was a last year at their wedding. I saw them a couple weeks ago, but we didn't take any pictures.




In other news, I have a $500 plane voucher that I'm itching to use, but I can't decide where to go. My first thought was Vegas, but I'm not ready to gamble myself out of my house and everything I own. I want to go somewhere magical. Somewhere that will be a part of me for the rest of my life. Any suggestions?


So, I'm currently sitting in Panera and I had a weird encounter about an hour ago.


This is the shirt I have on.




As I am walking back to my seat, a guy (who looks homeless - I apologize for generalizing) says Ma'am or lady od chick or something...I love your shirt. I say thanks and think nothing of it. He says do you know what it's referencing? I say, I think so. My roommate jumps in and says Blaze is the mascot for our University. Were you thinking it was for blazing it up or soemthing like that? He says absolutely. I'm a wake and something (I think roll) man all the way. I am weirded out now. Seriously man, we are in Panera. Is this really appropriate talk?


He then says well everyone's going to go to school there. You gals are smart for marketing it that way. Umm, what? Didn't we just say it has nothing to do with smoking. He's says 420 is the way to go. Then he proceeds to ask if he can run a marketing idea past us? My silly, silly roommate says yes. I move my food to the other side of the table before he comes back with this plastic bag. He says that he's going to put the bag on the table for us to look at, but we can't wave the item around. He actually holds his hand up in the air as if the product is in his hand and waves it around. Then he says something about it being illegal. I say absolutely not. Roommate is still intrigued or something and he sits the dingy bag on our table and goes to the bathroom.


What's inside, you ask? It's an ice cream container that has been somewhat professionally designed with weeds and a scary looking monster man on it. The number 421 is along one of the sides and a name of a flavor. It looks like crap and it looks illegal.


He comes back and say dod you get it? Roommate is talking to him and I'm in my own world. He asks a couple more times and I say obviously not, what does it mean. He says 421 is the minute after. What? You know, one minute after. What? Then the next flavor will be 422 and 423.


Ok, I'm done. I need him to leave our table. Before he leaves, he talks about how there will be more stuff in this icecream and you will have to dig it out. I have no idea what stuff he is talking about. He talks about the monster man or weed (not sure) as an identity by say he will have items in the four major food groups..ice cream, coffee, wine, and I'm not sure if he ever sayd a fourth.


Bizarre I tell you. I mean props for not completely losing your mind after however much stuff you've smoked, but dude, you are on a whole other planet if you think you will be allowed to sell an ice cream with leaves in it and 420 references on the container. Did you miss the fact that it is illegal?



Just when I think I can't be shocked...

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