SO with my left pinky I used the controls on my door to move her side view mirror left, right, left, right, left, right.. I was waiting for her to notice and she didn't, and after a minute or two it made me start to snicker. OK, I'm nuts. I get that.
But when I was actually laughing she looked around and realized what I was doing and DID start to laugh herself. Success!!
"Admit it," I said. "I'm the funniest person you know."
She started rattling off names Robin Williams, Adam Sandler, Billy Ray Cyrus --WTF? I almost smacked her for that one, then pointed out that he gets scripts. So his coworkers are much funnier than he is (just like in my case, yes)
Eventually I did get her to admit that yes, I am actually the funniest person she has ever met. She didn't even make it sound like "OH, FINE, ENOUGH ALREADY. YES, YOU ARE." That's my baby!
In honor of our ongoing game I got her THIS shirt (ok, I'm admitting defeat forever in this game, but that's ok...)
So, in other exploits, today was the company picnic. During office hours, on a Thursday in mid September, with no family guests and no beer. Hmmm. Suzy used to work here and more or less said that her job was so monotonous, having her hair burst into flames spontaneously might have been a welcome break in the day.
It was not great at first but it took a turn for the better when I wandered over into a poker game (chips only, no cash put up at all, dammit). I have never played poker before. There's this guy I work with who plays ALLLLLLL the time. Goes to various casinos on the weekends, etc. (there are at least 3 or 4 in easy driving distance from this area. )
I kicked his ass. He was busting me the entire time, because he literally had to tell me whenever it was my turn whether or not I had to put chips down. But I was getting dealt things like a pair of jacks, I had a straight, I had all sorts of decked goodness come my way. SO every time I won a hand he would say in a high pitched voice "Oh, I've never played before, I don't even know how to bet.... suuuuuuuuure." In the end I had 115 chips and he had about 10. He was a good sport about it and I absolutely know it was complete beginner's luck, and I will never win another hand in my life. But, still.
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I still can't get past the "middle of the day no beer" thing. We hold our "end of the year bash" at the college camp we start out our year at.. and it has a no booze policy (it's outside even!)... but my principal has a "don't ask what's in the coolers" policy.
As for the poker thing.. You go girl!
picnic? when the hell did this happen?
You and I are no longer happy teammates, JV.... ETD/ETO, potato, potahtoh. Sooooorry.
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