Oh my gosh I am so tired!
Work has been sort of crazy insane in a way that makes me want to die and write strange delirious emails to my boyfriend at 11:16. (Sorry Brady...I thought it was so funny when I was writing it...)
I know you are thinking, I'm sure you didn't really send strange delirious emails to Brady. But I did. Just now I sent him a series of "creative" cover letters. Although now that I think about it, they may have been genius cover letters that will totally get him any job he wants. Yeeeaaahhh...lets go with that.
Seriously though, my day began with a sprint to the BART train, followed by a sort of pathetic walk of shame down the train to find an empty seat in a less crowded car. For some reason there was a school group on BART and they had taken all the empty seats. Honestly though I wouldn't have made the train if they hadn't been so slow getting on the train, thus holding up the doors, so thanks schoolkids!
You really have to imagine, I was sweating, red faced, gasping for air and wearing a weird baggy ensemble that screamed bag lady (this is what happens when I try to dress up). I tried weakly to pull the sweaty strands of hair off my face and I staggered haphazardly (the train started moving, I wasn't drunk or anything...I can usually manage to walk...usually) through a group of fresh faced teenage boys. I tried to speak, to say excuse me, but my voice wouldn't come out because I was still gasping for air. Finally the teacher said "Let the lady through guys." My weird grimace-y smile was a feeble creepy thank you. The boys parted and I walked through....the sweaty zombie lady. (My mom is the one who came up with that name after hearing the story. I was going with out of shape bag lady.)
Soooo on my vacation I plan to practice my sprints. The goal...to not look like a crazy lady every day of my life. Yeah yeah Brady...I can hear you now...heh, but Alex, then you wouldn't look like you.
Welcome to my world folks.
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