I think I offended Murphy again...
Thu, Dec. 8th, 2005 01:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oyceter1. There was no hot water for a shower yesterday night. It's quite nice that it's not snowing, but on the other hand, standing naked in the tub waiting desperately for the water to heat up while your big toe slowly freezes from testing the water isn't so fun. There was no hot water this morning as well, so I put my hair up (cringing at the non-shampooed-ness of it the whole time) and muddled my way to work, certain that everyone could tell I had not showered. I was seriously debating bringing in shampoo and soap to work to shower at the company gym, but decided not to.
2. I finally scraped together the remains of my motivation and went running again. I may have nearly died a few times on the elliptical, but I made it! Indeed, I made it only to leave the gym and find that it was pouring rain and that I only had a thin sports jacket on. It wasn't snow, this is true, but it was really freaking cold! Thankfully, the hot water worked tonight, or else I would have ... I don't know. Waved my hands around in frustration and yelled at the plumbing? Somehow I doubt that the universe feels very threatened by me...
3. This isn't a Murphyism, but I figured I'd note that I got my "Zombies are the new black" shirt! Thank you for putting together the orders,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
katie_m! I put mine on to go running and stood in front of the mirror and squiggled with glee. Ok, I was also squiggling because a bit of my blue sports bra was showing and it matched the trim on my socks, serendipitously! Um. Yes. It was happy!
4. My dress pants are usually the type where there's a metal catch in the front, which hooks easily, along with a button to secure the fastening. Unfortunately, buttons are not very securely sewn on or something, so the buttons inevitably fall off, leaving me to rely on the metal catch.
I had been worrying all day about how tight my pants were (they were a bit uncomfortable). So while I was walking up the stairs to go to a meeting, coworker B. called out to me, asking, "Hey, did you book the meeting? The room's full....?"
This would have been a perfectly normal question, except around "Hey," I suddenly noticed that my pants weren't tight! Joy! thought I, in the brief delusion that I had somehow shed six inches from my waistline over lunch.
Screwy, went my brain about three seconds later, as I realized that my pants were indeed looser, but that they were also starting to slide off.
SCREWY! went my brain, as I realized that for a second time, as B. finished his question and waited for my answer, along with four other coworkers.
"Uhhhh......." I said to B., quickly putting my planner and water down on the steps in front of me and desperately hoping that no one could really see me trying to hitch my pants up from my hips and refasten them through the stair railings.
I think this may be worse than the other time my pants have betrayed me (the sad thing is that there is another time!).
2. I finally scraped together the remains of my motivation and went running again. I may have nearly died a few times on the elliptical, but I made it! Indeed, I made it only to leave the gym and find that it was pouring rain and that I only had a thin sports jacket on. It wasn't snow, this is true, but it was really freaking cold! Thankfully, the hot water worked tonight, or else I would have ... I don't know. Waved my hands around in frustration and yelled at the plumbing? Somehow I doubt that the universe feels very threatened by me...
3. This isn't a Murphyism, but I figured I'd note that I got my "Zombies are the new black" shirt! Thank you for putting together the orders,
katie_m! I put mine on to go running and stood in front of the mirror and squiggled with glee. Ok, I was also squiggling because a bit of my blue sports bra was showing and it matched the trim on my socks, serendipitously! Um. Yes. It was happy! 4. My dress pants are usually the type where there's a metal catch in the front, which hooks easily, along with a button to secure the fastening. Unfortunately, buttons are not very securely sewn on or something, so the buttons inevitably fall off, leaving me to rely on the metal catch.
I had been worrying all day about how tight my pants were (they were a bit uncomfortable). So while I was walking up the stairs to go to a meeting, coworker B. called out to me, asking, "Hey, did you book the meeting? The room's full....?"
This would have been a perfectly normal question, except around "Hey," I suddenly noticed that my pants weren't tight! Joy! thought I, in the brief delusion that I had somehow shed six inches from my waistline over lunch.
Screwy, went my brain about three seconds later, as I realized that my pants were indeed looser, but that they were also starting to slide off.
SCREWY! went my brain, as I realized that for a second time, as B. finished his question and waited for my answer, along with four other coworkers.
"Uhhhh......." I said to B., quickly putting my planner and water down on the steps in front of me and desperately hoping that no one could really see me trying to hitch my pants up from my hips and refasten them through the stair railings.
I think this may be worse than the other time my pants have betrayed me (the sad thing is that there is another time!).
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