This afternoon I turned George over to the mechanics and signed my life away on the line, promising to pay a lot more money than I have in reality. :'(
I am hopefully going to have my air conditioning back soon. Probably after promising to pay even more money I do not have. It hasn't been too bad not having air, I've saved a lot of money on gas because of it, right? Sure, I come out of the car very pink and "dewy"-faced, and my hair is always insanely poofy because of being blown around with the wind through the open windows. A small price to pay, right?
But I am driving to Los Angeles early tomorrow morning with Deborah and her one requirement (other than me paying for everything and some other things) is that I have air conditioning.
So into the shop George went.
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I love finally having friends at work. I love not going to lunch by myself anymore, haha. I love getting random funny emails from people down the hall.
Today I was in Julie's office, asking her some specifics on a file. She handed me a PostIt Note with her cell phone number on it and asked me to call her when I get into L.A. to let her know I'm safe. So cute. She said she was tossing last night thinking about me going on this random road trip. How sweet is that?
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We've had a slight thing going on here in the office. It started when the network went down one afternoon. So I was completely stuck and couldn't do any of my work. Julie and Patricia both called Mike so he could fix the stupid thing, but both only got his voicemail. So Irma and I got to talking and I explained to her why I call Mike MyBoyfriendMike. While were waiting Patricia came in and said she tried again and got Mike's wife, and she said he was in a meeting but knew about the problem. Wife?! What?! That started it all...
We've been trying to figure out his age and marital status. Julie says he is single, because she talked to him a few months ago when his wife left. But Jayar says he is married. So...it's a mystery, dun dun DUN!
Mike was in my office fixing a printer for Irma and me (we are whiny and helpless when we're the only ones in the office) and I kept trying to get Irma to ask him (with my eyes...Ooooo.) We he left I called her a wimp. She told me I should have asked for myself, but I told her that defeats the purpose as I am the one who wants to know but don't want him to know I am the one who wants to know.
It's been going on for about two weeks now. Pretty dang funny, if you ask me. Every single time we see him we nudge each other and tell each other to ask him.
Finally yesterday I was in the front office and was talking to Pam, the receptionist, and I asked her if she knew (hahaha!) She got on the phone and called Rosa and asked her if she knew. Rosa knows all. Pam got off the phone and handed me a PostIt with his full name, age (late 30s), and marital status--single.
So it was a fun afternoon of Googling him, hahaha. I found a really ugly picture of him online. Hilarious. I also found out that he specializes in something Jayar is trying to learn about for a file. Now I don't like to divulge all I've learned about someone so quickly, solidifying my stalker status, but I thought it may be helpful so I asked Jayar if he wanted to hear about it. He said, "Did you look him up?" I asked, "Do you want to hear it or what?" He said, "Did you?" I said, "Possibly. So do you want to hear this?" Hahaha. I read it to him and after a second he said, "Yeah, I know, I already talked to Mike about it." Wha...? I said, "Then why did you have me read it?!" He laughed and said, "I just wanted to know what you stalked out about him." Punk.
I'm such a stalker.
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After 10 months of it being stored in a box and in the wrong case I FINALLY found my Barenaked Ladies Greatest Hits CD I've been looking for. Golly that took forever. Yay.
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