Why are you looking at me every time you pass by my desk?
We’re not friends!
I’m not going to look back!
You’re going to feel bad about yourself!
Category Archives: jobby jobby job job
What’s Going on in There?
The door to the women’s restroom in one of my company’s offices. Intriguing.
Accidental Racism is Probably Still Racism
Filed under good times at everyone else's expense, jobby jobby job job, my uber-confrontational personality
Tagged as good times at everyone else's expense, jobby jobby job job, my uber-confrontational personality
Tagged as good times at everyone else's expense, jobby jobby job job, my uber-confrontational personality
Sometimes I pass the one black lady with natural hair on our floor at work and think about that sign I put up that one time on the bathroom door about going to stall #4 “if you want to see the longest pube ever” before I knew there was a long history of black people’s hair being compared to pubes, and even though it could’ve totally actually been a pube, it probably was her hair, and she never says hi back when I say hi, and I kind of understand why.
Long-Lost Videos of 2010: Part 2
Filed under all of my friends are prettier than i am, creepy boyfriend obsession, jobby jobby job job, living in new york is neat, travels
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Tagged as all of my friends are prettier than i am, creepy boyfriend obsession, jobby jobby job job, living in new york is neat
I know that people hate to/are unable to watch videos, but these are mostly for me.
Our poor, sweet German intern finds himself a Lucky Cheng’s drag show participant (“Ms. Tess Tickles”) during our company’s monthly dinner club. It’s long, but you guys, he dances.
Even when we’re on vacation, Kamran pays absolutely no attention to me. (This one couldn’t fit my “creepy boyfriend obsession” tag any better.)
My friend Sylvan tries to scare me my first time eating jellyfish.
Aaron visits from Australia and boldly sings Backstreet Boys at karaoke. When I ask if I can use the video on my blog, he says he sounds “like a really creepy old country/western singer” and then adds, “Of course you can use it.”
I’m Gettin’ Nuttin’ for Christmas
Filed under holidays don't suck for me, jobby jobby job job
Tagged as christmas, holidays don't suck for me, jobby jobby job job
Tagged as christmas, holidays don't suck for me, jobby jobby job job
Earlier this week, I walked into work, and to my delight, one of the giant fake gifts under the giant fake Christmas tree in the lobby started skidding across the floor toward me, following me as I walked toward the elevators.
Clearly this is a sign that majorly awesome presents are coming my way in the next couple of weeks.
Or that it was really windy that day.
