If Life Gives You Melons…

Work is… work. I have forgotten, I suppose, after being unemployed for so long, just how much work work really is. It is tiring. At times it is stressful. All in all, though, it is not bad. My co-workers and managers are friendly, the customers are friendly, and, although I continue to do unbelievably stupid things, I have long since learned to laugh at myself. My latent dyslexia and social anxiety are perpetually conspiring to make me look like a fool, BUT I WILL TRIUMPH! Or, will I? (Dun, dun, DUN!).

As my aunt says, “if life gives you melons, you might be dyslexic”.

A Random Anecdote From Today:

Today I saw a god. He came to the coffee shop, ordered, and then sat in a corner until my adorable co-worker arrived, giggling about her date the previous night (with a different guy, I should note). After not-so-subtly staring at her for almost an HOUR, occasionally grinning his beautiful, celestial smile, the god finally went over to her and started chatting with her suavely. He asked for her phone number, which she gave him, then he strutted away, smiling the smile that made Helen forsake her husband. I comforted myself with the knowledge that this handsome creature, this god-made-flesh paragon, was probably as foolish and capricious as his divine cousins. He didn’t like me, anyway.

5 Comments

  1. Quinn
    Posted June 18, 2009 at 10:26 pm | Permalink

    Pretty tends to be stupid, when they are boys. It’s very hard to find smart and pretty. Good luck on you quest.

  2. Karissa J.
    Posted June 19, 2009 at 7:52 am | Permalink

    Though I would just to say that Aus is both fairly pretty (especially in drag) and shows a considerable amount of intelligence, though he married me (which might be indicative of the opposite).

  3. Posted June 21, 2009 at 9:02 pm | Permalink

    When a man knows he is good looking, subtract 85 points because he will come with a lot of excess baggage.

  4. Posted June 21, 2009 at 9:27 pm | Permalink

    I thought I had commented. Maybe it was deleted for lack of quality. Poor me. Not good enough for megsie’s blog.
    Perhaps I just didn’t comment. I did now and this one is of low quality.

    Dear Megsie,
    What makes a comment good?

  5. Posted June 23, 2009 at 7:10 am | Permalink

    I saw a guy like that once. I immediately have a gut reaction of “Ewwwwwwwwwwww.”

    Ditto on the baggage thing.

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