Ah, and now it’s that point of the day where the call volume at work convulses and dies, and I have time to reflect about how I wish I had a beer in my hand.
The impending weekend is especially welcome as I’ve been a little out of it all day today. I stood in the elevator in the parking garage today for a full minute before I realized I wasn’t moving. The doors opened again and my manager stepped in. She looked at me askance while I dumbly stared back.
“Forgot to select a floor?” she asked.
“Yep,” I said.
She nodded. “It happens.”
Yeah, not my finest moment.
The highlight of my day, though, was the guy striking a very heroic pose — shoulders proudly squared, hands on hips — as he used the restroom. Like seeing Superman piss into a urinal. It would have been weird had it not been so funny.
So yeah. As the kids are wont to say these days, “Thank Cthulhu it’s Friday.”
(Posted via mobile phone from Joshua Bales’s Posterous.)