Thursday, July 19, 2007

I Live In a Sitcom

Pass the haterade, people, because the Mailroom Guy has replaced "have a blessed day" with "hot enough for ya?" He really is my Don Knotts, y'all, except I don't want him to be my anything so I'm just ignoring that fact altogether.

I went to the library today to pick out some books on CD to listen to while I drive to Tennessee next week. Books on tape (CD, whatev) are only good for me if I'm in the car because otherwise I get too distracted and my mind wanders and suddenly I realized I've just been tuning out the very thing I'm trying to hear. I also kind of like the voice in my own head, thank you very much, so I'm hesitant to listen to a book I know I already love in case I hate the narrator. It's like having your favorite book being made into a crappy movie (what up, Harriet the Spy.) Anyway, I chose the following:

Selected Short Stories by P.G. Wodehouse

Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life by Barbara Kingsolver

Make Death Love Me by Ruth Rendell (how is there a Rendell mystery I've never hear of? I was so excited to find this.)

So a little fiction, a little non-fiction, and a loaded iPod should get me through to Knoxville just fine. I know all the excitement right now is about the new Harry Potter book and I want to read it too, but I have no problem waiting a little while until someone lends me their copy because I just don't have energy to have to know RAHNOW. That said, I think it's a sign of the downfall of our stupid asshole society that there are people spoiling the end just because they can. Who does that? The kind of person who does something like that is the same ilk who throw garbage out their car window, knowingly park in a handicapped spot, or still drive around with Bush/Cheney stickers on their car. Who are these people? These spoilers of all that is good and pure?

Mailroom Guy would probably love to tell me the ending. Dude was born to spoil.


  1. 1. What are you going to do in TN?
    2. I love Barbara Kingsolver's essays.
    3. People. They're the worst. Especially the ones who spoil book endings.
    4. Some offices have Mailroom Guy. Some have Socially Clueless Secretary. Into every life a little Annoying Coworker must fall.

  2. Can I just say WHOO KNOXVILLE. We are ready for you. I am going to fire up the special cancer-lamp to fight the mosquitos, even.

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  4. Oooh - what did the deleted comment say? Anyway, I now have my own version of Mailroom Guy. She is the new IT person who comes and loads things on your computer. Her email signature has a quote from Proverbs and she ended her note to me with: "Thank you and I pray that your afternoon is blessed." OMG.

  5. Dang you folks ask a lot of questions.

    1. The deleted post was spam, which I get because someone else whined about having to enter those stupid security letters/numbers in order to comment.

    2. I am going to Tennessee for CAMP! But not until next week.

    3. People are TOTALLY the worst.