“This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.”
Someone needs to turn this statement into a t-shirt and more people need to write this down as some sage wisdom.
I can’t decide if no one who has a boring desk job should think about the first 10-15 minutes of “Wanted” before going to work… or if everyone who has same should. Today just feels like one of those days. Reaching for the call button inside the elevator, my finger was nearly introduced to a crawling insect of some kind — way to go beating that pest problem, condo board. I’m breaking in a pair of new shoes, they aren’t really cooperating yet and b-b-baby, I can’t wait for them to be just a bit more comfortable. It’s hot and muggy out and my dry-cleaned shirt was reduced to a nearly-damp mess within the 5-minute walk to the metro station. And after standing in line for 10 minutes at Starbucks, I realized that it wasn’t moving forward and was only getting longer behind me so I gave up. I’ll have to find a way to caffeinate my system later before I completely crash.
Happy Thursday! 🙄