This 'n' That
I was sitting in a meeting today that quickly turned sour. One minute, I was sitting across the desk from an amicable co-worker, discussing floor plans and option bids. The next, well...
...I looked up at him to see that he was rapidly pick-twisting what appeared to be a pus filled nodule on his neck. RAPIDLY picking it. THE BOY WAS ON A MISSION, Y'ALL.
Okay, now. Let me be the first to admit to being less than perfect and absently picking at acne/face issues from time to time. That stuff is annoying, irritating and can be painful beyond belief. HOWEVER...
When you are in close proximity to someone that you work with, and they have no ability to escape...keep your hands OFF the goiters.
Also? This...protrusion clearly needed medical intervention. This was not a knot for amateurs. I found myself physically leaning back, hoping to escape the inevitable...uh...over spray. It was truly a long meeting.
It didn't help that there was a clear container on the table...filled with tobacco spit.
Destrukto: Where revulsion and construction merge.
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On a lighter note (sort of): I finally realized why I can not stomach watching Sean Hannity. Some may assume it's the smarmy, condescending attitude, the smug self-righteous piety or the smirk that begs to be beaten off his face. While those things are truly irritating, they aren't the cause of my discomfort.
Sean Hannity looks far too much like Nathan Lane for my comfort. I keep expecting (hoping?) that he'll come out dressed in drag, singing show tunes.
If he managed his way through Chess, I would consider turning up the volume.
...I looked up at him to see that he was rapidly pick-twisting what appeared to be a pus filled nodule on his neck. RAPIDLY picking it. THE BOY WAS ON A MISSION, Y'ALL.
Okay, now. Let me be the first to admit to being less than perfect and absently picking at acne/face issues from time to time. That stuff is annoying, irritating and can be painful beyond belief. HOWEVER...
When you are in close proximity to someone that you work with, and they have no ability to escape...keep your hands OFF the goiters.
Also? This...protrusion clearly needed medical intervention. This was not a knot for amateurs. I found myself physically leaning back, hoping to escape the inevitable...uh...over spray. It was truly a long meeting.
It didn't help that there was a clear container on the table...filled with tobacco spit.
Destrukto: Where revulsion and construction merge.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
On a lighter note (sort of): I finally realized why I can not stomach watching Sean Hannity. Some may assume it's the smarmy, condescending attitude, the smug self-righteous piety or the smirk that begs to be beaten off his face. While those things are truly irritating, they aren't the cause of my discomfort.
Sean Hannity looks far too much like Nathan Lane for my comfort. I keep expecting (hoping?) that he'll come out dressed in drag, singing show tunes.
If he managed his way through Chess, I would consider turning up the volume.
posted by rennratt at 9:28 PM
5 Comments:
Dude, I had the Chess Soundtrack. I loved that shit.
I would have piped up and said, "Hey, quit picking at that thing and let me have a go at it later!" :-)
"Hey, quit picking at that thing and let me have a go at it later!"
Oh if I had a nickel for every time a lady said that to me! ;-)
I don't know what's funnier - your post or the comments...LOL
OMG - you totally nailed the Hannity thing. That is awesome.
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