May the 4th be with you

I just did tricep dips on my swivel chair..silently. and with one headphone in. and in a skirt. I'd like to see you try that.

I went to the secret bathroom this morning and there was big, scary woman with a suitcase (literal suitcase) full of make-up and products. The bathroom smelled a lot like my grandma's house used to smell and I felt weird being in a tiny little bathroom with her..so I left and went to the main one.

Fast forward 5 hours.

I drink a lot of water here, mainly to stop myself from going to the vending machine, so I alternate the bathrooms I go to so it doesn't look like I just hang out there. So here goes try #2 of going to the secret bathroom. The same woman is there again. Stuff spread out all over the counter..I know it's her because she looks like Wynona Judd only bigger and scarier and everyone else here looks like my 1st grade teacher Mrs. Adams. (not to be confused with my 2nd and 3rd grade teacher, Mom. What up, homeschool!)

I'm not sure if she's camping out here or what the deal with the rolling suitcase is, but needless to say, it was awkward. I'm sure she remembers me too since I am the only person under 35 here as well as the fact I was quietly humming both times of walking in on her. Apparently that's a new thing I do. I think I started doing it about the same time I started blogging. The even more embarrassing thing was the second time I was humming the ending song to Price is Right. But..if anyone should be embarrassed...it's her...right?

Right.

Guess what happens when you know how to whip up a little graph in Excel that is actually readable? You get the nickname Report Guru. Cool huh?

Guess what happens when you listen to Common Man everyday? You argue with someone until they concede. And if they don't, you make fun of the person and pretend like you didn't care in the first place. And when you make a joke you do the 'badumching' and laugh at yourself.

Now..who wants to hang out with me tonight?