You are being watched!!!!!!!!!!!

An unnamed source recently told me that she was being watched at work.

What does this really mean?
Is her boss in love with her? Does her boss want to know her every move because her boss has nothing to do? Do 'they' enjoy the way her hair flows when she walks? I mean, come on people. What do you hope to gain from, "you are being watched". If that was me, (and it isn't because I would name myself) I would purposely do things to get into trouble. Just to see how closely they were watching. Such as, but not limited to, while in the ladies lavatory, I would facebook and twitter about nonsense as I stood near the hand dryer. I would park my car and walk AS slow as possible to see if anyone noticed. I would engage in conversations with myself to see if I would be questioned.

I will keep you updated on the saga this is "The Watched One".

Car Service Dude

Yesterday I took my car in for service. I had 3 recalls and was not about to let my car run away with me in, as some other brands have done recently. I took precaution and quickly got my car looked at.

I knew that I would be sitting for a while and chose to bring my breakfast, a book and some other essential items to occupy my time while I sat. Unfortunately for me I used none of them, because Maury was on and I needed to know if 'he was the father.' Because I had packed for the unknown, I had brought my new favorite bag, the teal colored Big Buddha... This bag screams, fun, summer, hip and although its color does not go with every outfit, I love it even more! Besides the new Valentino I bought myself this is the one of the loves of my life...

Anyhow, I have the purse on the counter, and as I shuffle through it to look for the recall letters the gentleman behind the counter, says "cute bag."

I continue to shuffle and pretend to not realize that he is working at the counter of the car service department. He is surrounded by men who are covered in oil. Men who have full body tattoo's.

Apparently this statement is not heard by any other person than myself. And that is too bad as I laughed about it for at least 4 hours.

I do enjoy being cut off while speaking, can't you tell?

Dear person who cut me off while I was speaking;

By the look on my face and the change in tone of my voice I am quite sure that you realize cutting me off while in mid-sentence is RUDE. I'm unsure of the need to do such a thing to another person, and to be completely honest I am convinced you are a jerk.

The point of a conversation is for more than 1 individual to speak. Clearly you have yet to master this concept yet and I was lucky enough to experience this.

Please go away and never return. I have no desire to see you again.

Cheers!