Monday, November 22, 2010
I walked into an invisible stench cloud this morning and quickly decided to pull my shirt over my nose for the duration of my visit.
Although this childish behavior is severely frowned upon in third world countries for the offense to the natives, that's not the reason I didn't want to get caught washing my hands while seemingly smelling my own torso... I just don't want to be caught looking silly any more than I already do. At least not at work.
So is the lining that I didn't get caught? Nah. That's too removed from the situation. The good news is, my armpits were a tad stinky.
"What? Why the heck is that good news?!" you ask.
1 - because they were a tad stinky, they did a superb job of covering up something far more horrifying to the olfactory bulb
2 - Because my nose was down my shirt, I didn't have to wait until I stank through 2 layers before noticing that I needed a little DEO.
And some water.
Dehydration is notorious for sending out pungent pheromone-cover-uppers.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
I just hit my head so hard that I was silent. Not that silence is incredibly difficult for me, but when you hurt yourself and scream, it’s one thing… when you smack your forehead on what I call a “triple corner” and just crouch silently in pain, it’s a different level. I don’t think I’m bleeding,
I saw those stars like in a cartoon. That was kinda cool.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
She had picked up the box of Raisin Bran Crunch upside down and dumped a nice amount onto the floor as the bag uncoiled itself. The cuteness serves as quite an effective disarming tactic.
"I always wondered if it was worth using a bag clip on the bag inside a cereal box... now I know it's worth it" :)
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I walked into the bathroom here at work and both urinals were... unflushed. I thought to chase the perp down with a bottle of Gatorade because he was indeed dehydrated. But instead, I just flushed both, for sanitary reasons, and then chose one.
While I was washing my hands, I thought: Hey, at a guy who is that nasty didn’t touch the handle that I just touched. :)
Silver lining found.