Monday, September 19, 2011

Monday Blahs

What's worse than a Monday morning workday?  Having to work the Monday that you are supposed to be off!  Well since I was peeved that I had to work, I tried to make myself feel better by trying to dress especially pretty... I know, I know, but giving in to vanity sometimes helps to soothe the soul.

Spent the morning helping a coworker learn a new system, checking on my competition (not other women, mind you but other retailers), eating a sandwich for lunch, doing sales projections, eating a sandwich for
lunch, laying out a ad, eating half a sandwich mid afternoon, and discussing the Emmy's with my coworker Marianne.  Who's got it better than me!? :-)

A little bit about my coworker Marianne.  She and I have been friends for almost 12years now and she is my coworker/close friend/fake sister/therapist/co-conspirator.  We have been accused of being attached at the hip, too close, and for those who just don't get it - lesbians.  We are just great friends and have so much fun together at work and getting into trouble after work hours.  So you will often see her name as I blog.  Today she was doing the "dance of joy" because of some news that I cannot post here but for those of you who do not know, the 'dance of joy" goes a little like this:  whilst you are sitting prim and proper in your seat you suddenly without warning break into either the full-on head toss while gesturing wildly with your hand or  you suddenly break out the chair dance version of the Cabbage Patch.  Either one will make your coworker (me, in this instance) laugh so hard that coffee comes snorting out of your nose. 

My real sister, Maleeka, is (if I can use a really sophomoric term) my best friend.  She is hysterically funny, a great Mom, and a selfless giver of her time and energy.  Growing up it was just me, my sister and my mother and even though she is four years older than me (alright, I'm lying....I'm four years older than her) we were and are still very close.

Another name that you may see often as I post, is Raul.  He is another coworker and I like to call him fake nephew.  He is quite younger than most of us in the office but is mature beyond is age.  Today he sent me a link to a US World article that states that women make up 40% (yes, 40% people) of the entire world's workplace but only 1% of the world's wealth. Makes me wanna go kick some Male a**, but I digress.

Anyway, that's all I have for today.

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