Thanks for that sir. Nothing makes me feel great like mistaking me for a minor.
In other exciting work news, I changed my background to this picture. It makes me happy. Unlike the UPS guy. Oh, and people who are weird on the phone and/or come into the office in a scary group and make demands of me that I can't fulfil. And then get mad when I tell them that whatever they want can't happen. And then be generally creep and odd.
Anyhow, think good thoughts that the rain holds off so I can go hiking this afternoon.
That is all. (yay for Mondays)
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Dude.
I've been reading your blog for HOW LONG, and I've never been able to comment because I wasn't part of the "in" crowd.
Or because, I, um, didn't have an account.
Or because I was too much of a technophobe to figure it out.
yeah.
So. Now. I'm legit and stuff. and I can ramble on your blog just as easily as I can ramble on your voicemail.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Welcome to the club of "Being Mistaken for a Child" group! Does it ever happen to you at work at the school? It happened to me 3 or 4 times while at the junior high! I really don't think I look 14, but then again, the way some of those girls dress so much older, I might.
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