Tuesday, July 29, 2008

I Have No Spoon

I cant eat oatmeal. Cereal. Ice cream. Soup. Thats about all of my habitual foods that I cant eat because of my current lack of utensils.

Since no furniture is in my apt. I have converted the living room into a "folded clothes holding room." I figure its important for my clothes to prepare themselves to make the journey to my closet, so I am giving them significant time to do so.

Today I stole boxes. I know this is a pretty significant story in and of itself, but I have another parallel story. As you all know, I have short arms, so I couldnt carry all the stolen boxes by myself. So I made another intern help me. Well, to get to the parking garage, you have to go through a revolving door, and for the revolving door to start, you have to swipe your badge and it only rotates far enough to let you out, it doesnt just go forever. Well, I went through first and I was talking to him trying to explain why it wasnt possible for me to carry all the boxes (short arms) and i somehow swiped my badge twice. Well I got through fine, but he got stuck. It....was....AWESOME. I just laughed at him until the door pushed him backwards. By far the best part of my day.

Keelie- that girl wore a khaki shirt and khaki pants....unfreakinbelievable. I would have called you but you are out of the country.

Another funny story, I was working out unusually late (relevent because there are different people there an hour later) because i have a presentation tomorrow. I was running on the treadmill which is behind another row of treadmills and there was this foreign lady, probably 4'6'' (i say this bc i spent significant time debating whether it was a kid) and she was running fast. But she was holding onto the handle bar. She was so loud. And it looked Hilarious. Her head was right by the TV with sportscenter, so i kept getting distracted by her crazy running. So i stopped. Also, later i was lifting weights, and there was this Huge (muscular) lady who could get in a fight with Terrel Owens and not die. Foreign lady asked her some question about using some weight and TO lady snapped at her cause she couldnt understand and everyone turned and watched. The foreign lady eventually just did whatever she wanted. I couldnt stop laughing. So i left.

I Have No Plate.

2 comments:

Shay said...

i just want you to know i laughed out loud at least 4 times just now. I hope your presentation goes well. remember, just tell them to cut the pipe lines in half. that will work. Your friends are going nuts in my living room -- they're doing an afro-latino dance workout, and yes, thats what its called.

KEELIE said...

I am going to have to second Shayla's comment. I just quit laughing.

I love your stories. And I was reminded of Rex from Toy Story when you were talking about those boxes. He couldn't jump and run at the same time because his arms were too short.