Ok, so, my phone is reverse-psychic.
In the general craziness that is a regular work day, my phone seems to be poking me and nudging me and trying to say "look! THIS is how you see the funny side of things!"
It's not my phone per-se, maybe just my service provider. But picture this, there is a massive issue and so-called discussions with a person i would love to empty my entire knowledge of cuss words on, (let's call him "B" shall we?) and I'm actually considering putting B on a permanent hate list, when my phone beeps and the text says "Will your friendship turn to love?" followed by "to know sms blah blah bleh". Bad sense of timing?
But it was not just the one time!
Weight jokes are a daily occurance. And not fat jokes, i am the butt of all "thin" jokes. (And believe you me I am NOT thin, just regular weighing average individual). If you think people got creative with fat jokes, you should hear some of the Thin jokes. I envy the fat-joke bearing guys, they at least have the sympathy of the world!
Anyways, there was this regular coffee thing going on when a not-so-regular guy decided to join and take the jokes to an insulting level.
So there I am seething and fuming and wondering where all those bars of chocolates and the cheese and junk have disappeared, and beep goes the phone, "Reduce so-many kgs in so-many days! Guaranteed results! Try the Slimming Sauna Belt"
And there was this other day, a Monday, and by some crazy, inexplicable miracle, it's a happy day at work! All laughter and jokes and no crazy emails and no people trying to snap my poor brain in two. I'm thinking, "well, it's not so bad after all! I do think I like my job!" and it pretty much went on some more in the same vein (I can get VERY talkative, even when I'm only talking to myself.) and beep. "Stuck in the wrong job? Find the right one! Sms blah blah bleh bleh".
Phone in bin. *wipes hands*
In the general craziness that is a regular work day, my phone seems to be poking me and nudging me and trying to say "look! THIS is how you see the funny side of things!"
It's not my phone per-se, maybe just my service provider. But picture this, there is a massive issue and so-called discussions with a person i would love to empty my entire knowledge of cuss words on, (let's call him "B" shall we?) and I'm actually considering putting B on a permanent hate list, when my phone beeps and the text says "Will your friendship turn to love?" followed by "to know sms blah blah bleh". Bad sense of timing?
But it was not just the one time!
Weight jokes are a daily occurance. And not fat jokes, i am the butt of all "thin" jokes. (And believe you me I am NOT thin, just regular weighing average individual). If you think people got creative with fat jokes, you should hear some of the Thin jokes. I envy the fat-joke bearing guys, they at least have the sympathy of the world!
Anyways, there was this regular coffee thing going on when a not-so-regular guy decided to join and take the jokes to an insulting level.
So there I am seething and fuming and wondering where all those bars of chocolates and the cheese and junk have disappeared, and beep goes the phone, "Reduce so-many kgs in so-many days! Guaranteed results! Try the Slimming Sauna Belt"
And there was this other day, a Monday, and by some crazy, inexplicable miracle, it's a happy day at work! All laughter and jokes and no crazy emails and no people trying to snap my poor brain in two. I'm thinking, "well, it's not so bad after all! I do think I like my job!" and it pretty much went on some more in the same vein (I can get VERY talkative, even when I'm only talking to myself.) and beep. "Stuck in the wrong job? Find the right one! Sms blah blah bleh bleh".
Phone in bin. *wipes hands*
