The last place I worked, I felt a little sad about our mealtime routines. I can only remember one time when we went somewhere together and it's because we were all forced to take an hour lunch.
So I was so jazzed when a coworker asked me to go out to eat. It's what I had always been hoping for! So what if it was Wendy's? I was free! Free!
Except apparently this is a once a week thing. Sometimes twice a week.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy some Frosty from time to time. But guys, I cannot eat at Wendy's twice a week. That makes my stomach lurch a little.
Which means I have to do something I never thought I would have to. I have to turn down a coworker for eating lunch together. There is no good way to do this. After my first blustering attempt where I said I already had my heart set on eating somewhere else, I had to endure a look of devastation. I feel torn, but I have limited options. Trinity usually caps these sessions off by being Suze Orman:
The second time, I knew I had to lie. I am not a good liar, friends. I have a horrible tell where I pause right before I lie to you, which is when I am trying to think of the lie and not being smooth. So it goes something like:
CoWorker: Christy, let's go to Wendy's!
CLW: Oh, um, Wendy's? Oh, I can't. I packed my lunch.
CoWorker: Then why are you wearing your coat?
CLW: Oh, um, because I was thinking about leaving, but I need to lose weight? Well, you know, not like lose weight-lose weight. Like, eat healthy. And eat home lunch. I'm going right now!
I go an fetch my library book reserves and come back in.
"Don't say it" I say to Trinity.
"You have been denied!" Trinity carols.
Monday, February 9, 2009
You Have Been Denied!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Up, Up, and Away!
Superheroes have been coming up a lot lately in my life.
The other day, Adam asked me a good question. If I were a superhero, what would I be and what would my super power be? At the time, I didn't have a good answer. Well, at least not as good of an answer as my colleague who had her answer ready in detail.
Today, I was watching American Idol with Nancy, since we were snowed in. When a 6'1" 16 year-old appeared, I cocked my head to the side. "She's like Wonder Woman" I said. Wonder Woman in the big and tall Amazon woman kind of way. Not in a saving the world kind of way. Nancy understood this.
But today, I realized my savvy along with a few of my superhero accessories (although I'm pretty sure superheroes don't call them accessories):
(The last one is my superhero hipster bangs, not the superhero Rory Gilmore)
Need a car pushed out of a ditch? No problem! Car with an inch of ice? Piece of cake! I would totally go by the moniker (moniker? I definitely need to brush up on my superhero-speak) Snow Angel. It's a good thing I live in the snow belt and all. The costume though? Still in the works.
...Maybe I've overthought this??
Monday, December 29, 2008
Ch-Ch-Changes
It's that after Christmas pre-New Year's time period where no one really knows what day it is. Well, aside from yesterday. That was my birthday. But from now until new year's, I will have no idea what day it is. No idea what the date is, no idea what the day is, no idea what the time is. My life is very much like a casino at this point in time.
The nice thing about the holidays is it's just about the only time when all my family is in one place at one time. All my extended family lives about four hours away in Pennsylvania, which is pretty much a separate time zone for me. My parents both have a ton of brothers and sisters, meaning I have tons of cousins. There's ten of us and we're all pretty close, since we grew up together. There's something about seeing each other during the middle school years where you just feel a bond that doesn't go away, even after you grow into your face.
Anyway, we decided this year we were going to have a separate party just for all of us. We pretty much create our own kids table at family holiday dinners anyway, so why not a party? My cousin Zack just got an iPod and was eager to show us how great his music taste was, so he volunteered to have that be our background music. As Christy Lou Who has more to drink, she gets more and more excited. Everything is an adventure to me after a couple drinks. And I decided there would be nothing more exciting than listening to Bowie's "Ch-Ch-Changes". I needed this song.
When I asked Zack to play it, he asked me, "well, do you want to hear Tupac's 'Changes' or Biggie's 'One More Chance'?"
I blinked at him. "You're kidding right? David BOWIE. CH-CH-CHANGES (because I am yelling and I am excited)"
Cousin 1: Zack, she even said the ch-ch part. That's a Bowie reference
Zack: I said Changes!
Cousin 1: Yeah, or the Notorious BIG. That's like asking her if she wants "Sail Away" or "Teenage Dirtbag"
Cousin 2: Or choosing between "All My Life" and the "YMCA"
Me: YMCA? We're not listening to DAVID BOWIE? NO CH-CH-CHANGES?!
Zack: I hate you guys.
Gotta love the holidays.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Sitting Around
It is well-known among friends and nonfriends alike that I love Christmas music. I do.
It is also a well-known fact that I listen to Christmas music all year long. There is really no bad time for me to listen to Christmas music.
However, I have been behind this year. Not only in Christmas music, but in life. I love the new job, but I am there all the time. In my free time, I have been trying to have some semblance f a social life. What that means is there has been a severe cut into my sitting around time.
I enjoy sitting around. I think it's healthy to sit around to some extent. It helps center you and return you back to a state of normalcy. I don't sit around a lot, but I like to sit around. This sitting around time is usually when I blog. I hope this makes some semblance of sense.
This is kind of an apology to anyone who has asked himself or herself the question,, "where did ChristyLouWho go?" Thanks for worrying. But no need to worry. The job is well. The social life is going well. But the sitting around time has dropped off significantly, which is not so great. I know you're not supposed to apologize for where you've been on a blog, but I feel bad. I feel like this blog is my every-so-often letter to all of you telling you what I've been thinking about and what I've been up to and how I've embarrassed myself lately.
Speaking of, I plan to tell you about my first day on the job soon. The day where I embarrassed myself even beyond the orange Snoopy underwear incident. I know. You're shocked.
Hang in there readers! Don't leave me now! I will reclaim this sitting around time if it's the last thing I do!
Monday, November 3, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Let's Chat about gchat
I just asked a friend without thinking if she wanted to "gchat about her bad day". I'm not sure how I feel about the fact that I'm verbing "gchat". It also made me think about other situations where it would be appropriate to use gchat as a verb:
*Let's gchat it out
*He just won't gchat with me anymore
*I don't want to gchat about it
*She's always gchatting behind my back
Maybe Google should be paying me.
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