bluecastle | i'm being childish and I don't care...

Okay, now I grant you that I get to work at least an hour after most of my co-workers … but that doesn’t mean I appreciate being jumped upon fifteen seconds after I arrive with questions about why libraries do things the way they do. For heaven’s sake, I was still booting up my computer. I am barely conscious at that point of the day, much less being able to formulate discussions about library of congress call numbers. Gah. Let me drink some coffee first!

I LURVE being the translator for all things library… (not).

Also noteworthy here at the U is the first signs of fall … the emails requesting spare tickets to football games have started to arrive. Not being a crowds person I fail to see the lure of spending the day with 500,000 of your closest friends … but it seems to work for a lot of people.

And while I am bitching about random nonsense… I am being not quite stalked on Facebook by my high school classmates. I guess they finally woke up to the fact that this should be our 25 year reunion. (Yes. I am old. Just not in my head.) Now I didn’t exactly have a good time in high school. It was better than my middle school experience, but that’s not really saying much. I keep telling myself to be the better person and let the past stay in the past … but these people (for the most part) didn’t like me 25 years ago, so why are they all over me now? I know people grow and change, and I shouldn’t hold childish transgressions against them. I want to be the better person. But I am not really feeling inclined to be the gracious one here. But we’ll see. They’ve set a Saturday in October for a casual get together, so maybe I’ll think about stopping by. I guess I could always get drunk and puke on their shoes :0)

I do love to laugh… and I did plenty of it yesterday when I got a spammy email from a well known company that sells foundation garments. The subject line of the emails read “BOTTOMS WITH BENEFITS.”

Well, that just made me splorfle coffee all over my computer monitor.

The best part is… I twitter/tweeted about it, and the company @’d me back to say they were glad they made me laugh, and perhaps their emails should come with “put down the coffee warnings.”

What I really wonder is if they understand WHY it’s so funny…

I really wonder…