Let me tell you about my morning for a minute. I wake up in Quincy. Wearing pants labeled "Juicy" across the butt. I get dressed. I smell like liquor. I can't find deodorant. I go to work. I am so impressed with myself that I get there on time! I walk by Paul's office, and make some comment like "Look! It's Friday and I'm here on time!" He says, "Yeah... and it looks like you had a rough night..." I just think he's saying that I look a mess. But no. He's referring to the fact that I have pretty intense hickeys. One on each side of my neck.
This is my life...
wah wah...
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And it wasn't even me this time!
ReplyDeleteJust found some deodorant in my desk! tada!!
ReplyDeleteJill asked about my neck... wah wah...