Some Bathroom Humor

I work in an office type setting, and I like to think that I'm pretty up to date on the latest office etiquette. So here's a few tips in case you're not sure how to act in an office setting...

1. Its rude to have inappropriate conversations with your boyfriend while you're in your cubicle. Don't they know that other people can hear them?? Not only is it rude, it should be embarrassing for the person doing it.

2. Don't come around at 5:25 on a Friday expecting to go over a lot of work that was given to you 4 days ago and you're just now getting to. Some of us aren't trying to avoid going home.

3. If you are a receptionist and someone calls for Fred, and you can see that Fred is on the phone, don't go over behind Fred and whisper his name over and over again so you can tell him he has another call. He's on the phone... TAKE A MESSAGE!!

4. Don't touch other people's computer screens. Treat them as sacred.

5. Don't take magazines from the breakroom into the bathroom (this has really happened). You should not need reading material in the office bathroom. A trip to the bathroom at work should always be a short one. And whatever you do, DON'T return the magazines that you took to the bathroom, to the break room... that's just disgusting!!

And this is what I know so far. I thought that these things were common knowledge but after working at this freakshow of a job that I have, I guess its not!!

~Carrie

We'll get 'em next year!!

Way to go!!

My Big Tow

My Big Tow
I don't always ride the bus to work, sometimes I drive my car, but only on special occasions when I have something going on after work. A few Friday's ago, the Astros were competing for the Wild Card pick in the playoffs and I had tickets. So I drove downtown on that Friday with plans of meeting Marilee and Kara for the game. I was even trying to be productive, thinking that I could work late (on a Friday) and then just walk over to the ballpark. Since the day I started working downtown, whenever I drive in I always have this big fear that I will come down to the location of my car and it will be gone. Well on this day, that nightmare came true.

I park in this lot that has numbered parking spaces and then you put your money in this big box in the slot with the number that corresponds to your parking spot. After work, I decided to take a few of my bags to my car so I wouldn't have to run around downtown looking like the bag lady. I walk to the parking lot, look around and realize, that my truck is gone. I immediately have to give myself a pep-talk so that I don't end up crying and I try not to look too stupid because there is a cute guy who is paying for his parking and I don't want him to think..."ahh look at the retard who lost her whole car". So I call the towing company and find out that they towed my truck for "failure to pay" (which I definitely did pay) and they tell me that it will be $200 to get my car back.

Now, I like to think that everyone works hard at their job and is paid accordingly... but really, hooking my truck up(falsely, might I add) and dragging it a few miles away does not constitute $200.

So anyway, I still went to the Astros game and they made it into the playoffs. I did almost get in a fight with this guy that wouldn't move out of our seats. At which point Marilee suggested that I might be a contestant on a show called "Boiling Point" where they see how far they can push you before you go crazy. My friend Kara and I went and picked up my truck at about 11:00 that night. It might possibly be classified as the scariest time in my life. But we managed through, paid the $200 and went to Applebee's where the manager paid for my whole meal because he felt sorry for me... he's a pretty cool guy!!

So the moral of the story is... never drive downtown... EVER!!

Here's To You Sports Fans...

Houston has the greatest fans ever. So here's to you...

Here's to you lady with the Rum. Way to share your secret of how to sneak in your own alcohol.

Here's to you bird man, when asked if you were drunk when you made your costume, you said "no I was just doing what the Lord told me to"

Here's to you towel head. You know all the words to the touchdown song and sing them with pride.

Here's to you paper mache mask guy. You took being a fan one step further than everyone else.

Here's to you divided family. Parents with Raiders jersey's and kids with Texans jersey... no matter what you know that it will always be a long ride home.

Here's to you drunk chinese guy. Way to be pumped up about the astros.

Here's to the Astros ... way to pick it up in the end and make it to the playoffs!!! Go STROS!!

The Simple Life

I've noticed that people always sit around and talk about how complicated their lives are. In fact, that's quite the topic of conversation. Its almost a competition to see who has it off the worst. So... In light of this, I've decided to de-complicate my life or simplify it for those of you that are grammar Nazis (Riz). In order to do this, I've decided to create three lists. One of people that don't cause me any complications whatsoever (the white list if you will) one of people that are definitely complicating my life (the black list) and one of people that are on the bubble. These are people that could go either way. Eventually these people will either prove themselves to be simple or be black-listed forever. I haven't decided yet if I will notify people and tell them that they are on probation or just let them know once they are moved over to one of the lists. But, I am definitely going to start living the simple life!!

~Carrie