It was awhile ago now.. but well worth the wait.
If you've ever watched The Office. It is pretty accurate description of the office I work in -- only add 35 additional characters to the mix.
Soo in an effort to boost the moral of us glorified bill collectors they had a summer fun day. This included our bosses grilling brick like hamburgers bought in bluk at costco -- they could have been expired but I was unable to check the packaging.
So we had all sorts of goodies to eat, burgers, hot dogs, all the picnicesque side dishes, cake, fruit tray etc. After we went to lunch at our designated times -- we would digest for an hour and then fun would begin.
XYZ had games for us to play. Ring Toss. Watermelon and Jalepeno eating contest. Ladder Golf and yes, a water balloon fight.
I'm sorry-- but I don't like participating in activities, let along physical ones with my co-workers - especially involving some sort of skill or tactile response. I'm just too klutzy for that business -- so I brought a lawn chair like several of my other co-workers who were too cool to participate. And we enjoyed our hour in the sun - smoking and talking - making comments about the XYZ Olympics.
The ring toss -- now I'm not excatly sure who picked this up -- but it wasn't the normal ring toss. It was an enflated shark - as if it were to be used in a pool. Needless to say no one played it. It just say abandonned on the grass.
The water balloon toss. Yes, this might be great fun if you were in comfy clothes or didn't want to get wet -- but mind you we all had to return to our desks to sit for a couple hours before we went home and I'm sorry but sitting around in wet clothes for 2 hours at my desk and another hour for my commute -- it just didn't sound appealing. Granted I could have brought a change a clothes as reconmended -- but alas I don't like changing my clothes at work -- I just can't picture myself half naked in the disgusting bathroom, so no thank you. Some people played they had fun and were ultimately surprised when they got wet. Shocking- water balloons hold water, and they break and you get wet. This is not a mystery of the world. But yet that was the reaction.
The eating contest. If they would have had a Bonzai Burger from Red Robin eating contest -- or a big mac contest -- I would have won hands down. But eating watermelon - that will only result in my peeing every 4.5 minutes instead of my average 17.5 minutes so I passed. But I did eat one piece and didn't swallow any seeds either -- cause I didn't want a watermelon to grow in my stomach - I have a hard enough time fitting into my pants. Jalepenos -- eww. That was for the manly men to prove they like things hot. Gross. Especially with all the news about jalepenos causing the ecoli virus. Ish cabibble.
Ladder Golf. This actually looked fun. Two balls on a string throwing them to get them to wrap around a upright ladder if you will. There were several jokes from my co-workers and manager about them being blue balls -- ha ha . Guess I work with people equally perverted and lapsing into jr. high moments. haha blue balls. But the guys were kinda hogging the game and I'm so klutzy I know that if I threw the blue balls -- they would have hit someone in the head -- and then the freudian slips would never cease.
So I sat- with a group of non participators. It was a nice day.
Wonder what it would have been like with hot firey coals to cross?
Labels: co-workers, food, klutzy, work
I'm changing my name to Grace-- Dave calls me this on occaison -- when I do normal things and some how manage to hurt myself -- and inatimate objects around me.
I fall out of bed on a regular basis -- Dave's bed is higher than my bed and in the morning hours when I'm not quite with it yet -- my depth perception is off all of the time so I guess I can't always blame it on the morning grog -- but I fall out of bed.
I run into coffee tables -- I trip -- I drop things -I spill.
Coffee tables have turned me blue -- maybe I just can't walk straight. Maybe I got some clumsy gene from my parents -- but I make a fool out of myself trying to do normal everyday things.
I've slipped in the shower -- sprained an ankle doing it and hobble around on crutches getting into more trouble for my lack of equilibrium.
I have lots of sweaters and shirts that I bought for work and after one or two wearings they have a spot or a stain --
I some how manage to get chocolate on my khakki work pants almost everyday -- thank you Dockers for being so stain resistant!
The injuries have effected my life permanently -- I can no longer ski or ice skate due to poor ankles from spraining them on several occaisons -
Yesterday I droped a diet coke can on my big toe -- it hurts
I'm pretty much a disaster zone some or most of the time -- maybe I should consider wearing a hard hat at all times.
Nah, that would ruin the 1/7 good hair days I have in a week.
So as mentioned earlier - I had to have my brake switch replaced on my car. But voila I got a car wash out of the trouble --- can you tell a week later? Nope. The good news however - is that it might have motivated me to get it washed on a more frequent basis -- maybe...
However, those drive through car washes -- are not for me, I get dizzy like dinasaur, and nauseus like a hungry hungry hippo who ate too many marbles -- ok i'll stop this analogy; as is getting out of hand...and I'm sure I can picture a few people telling me to shut up already... and I wasn't clever enough to come up with something about Operation or Candyland ---) but none the less the drive through washes -- not for me. I thought they were really cool when I was a kid, but no more. Just the thought of the blue flaps attacking me or even just the hot water swooshing over the windows is too much to handle (ps. I don't like driving in thunderstorms either)
The other alternative --- is to go to a "wash it yourself" place or get the hose out and do it in the driveway. This doesn't appeal to me either for obvious reasons -- #1. I'm too lazy. #2. Yes, I'm too lazy. #3 I know I'm going to end up soaking wet because the Klutziness always rules "not in my favor", you wouldn't want to see me hurt would you? #4. I know as soon as my car is clean, it's going to rain, snow, sleet or I'm going to park in the migratory pattern of ducks, geese, robins, tweety birds, all of birdkind and be covered in flecks and speckles #5 and... if that by chance does not occur, it's going to be bugs and icky things --- and I'd end up angry and needing another car wash -- so as you can see the best possible solution to the problem is to not wash it at all, or not think about it at all -- until I'm going insane over the dust, salt, poo and dirt and the forecast is calling for rain, yes that would be ideal.
