The movie tonight was Superbad. Fat dudes who try to get laid have a soft spot in my heart, well because I'm a fat dude, just trying to get laid. One has to either suspend belief about the reality of a fatass in high school scoring with the hot cool chick, or maybe being confident and sorta witty can get ya places? Overall it was a pretty good movie. McLovin was funny at places. And the song scene in the bedroom was good.
The rule at work is. You give notice, you can't take off any sick or personal or vacation days unless they were scheduled before you give notice. This is clearly stated in the employee manual, which I would assume anyone looking to get the fuck out of dodge would consult so as to make the exit as painfree and enjoyable as can be. Well apparently Mr. Weepy handed in his official resignation today, waited until my boss took it to her boss, thus making it really official, and then requested a personal day off this Friday. He then became very pissed that he was denied the day off ( technically he could take it off but he needs the money.) even though the rules are applied to everyone who leaves. He feels 1) that after 3 years he deserves a little respect 2) that since he's not leaving until the 8th of next month they can cut him some slack. I feel bad for the guy.
Sitting at work today after a long hard coding exercise that ended with nothing accomplished, I zoned out a bit and for some reason I thought back to my freshman year in college and the missed opportunity of getting laid. What if I had taken the signals as they has been presented and acted on them? Would I still be with that same woman? Would we have fallen in love? Would we have kids now? Even now I sit and think about, about how more outgoing I really am, and how I would so say all the right things to the right person right now if I had a chance. I have the confidence, it just takes a little time to bust out.
I wanted to voice the previous paragraph, not the same way of course, to the coworker who is leaving 8th of Feb. when we went on our afternoon walk. But he, was PISSED that eh can't take off Friday to get his fucking TIRES changed.
Also here's a top tip for anyone out there. If, and this was at a job I held almost 8 years ago, a female coworker and yourself go on break to the outside deck every morning and every afternoon, and she asks you. And she is disappointed when you are busy once or twice a week at that time. She just might be into you. Bonus tip: If she tells you almost every day for a week that she's broken up with her boyfriend, ASK HER OUT, because one day she's gonna tell you she finally gave her number to the guy at the bar she works at part time, and then eventually fall in love and get married. Ask her out. Because, 8 years on, you'll still be thinking about. What. If.
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