Friday, February 25, 2011

Microwaves + Tiaras

So, my coworkers as a whole are disgusting.  This was documented with this post.  It appears our microwaves gave up, most likely from too much splattered spaghetti, millions of Hot Pockets, and whatever evil person who deserves to be shot in the face or publicly spanked for heating up fish every day.

Now, we have two brand new microwaves in our break room.  I particularly love them, because they are super reflective and at just the right height to see how my butt looks in whatever I'm wearing that day.

But it turns out, my employer has very little faith in my and my coworkers' competence. That, or they don't believe any of us has ever operated a microwave before....

This will be filthy and practically destroyed in 2-4 months...
On a completely unrelated and somewhat marginally more interesting note, I had a dream I was in a beauty pageant last night.  

My competition: the "IT" girl from my high school.  She was like Regina George, but sweeter than a My Little Pony! As you can imagine it made hating her particularly difficult...

Anyway, I beat her.  I claimed my tiara, roses, and sash.  I gave the 'I won, you suck' hug to 'IT' girl.  While this was a dream come true and probably the highlight of my imaginary life, I was rudely awoken by my alarm before I even had a chance to do my victory walk down the runway... I don't even think I got to do my happy tears composed crying... 

Turns out, drawing a tiara is totes difficult.  Cut + paste: easy breezy.
To add insult to injury, I have very real feeling dreams (no matter how ridiculous or awesome, they feel real!)  I woke up and began looking for my tiara.  I found three, but none of them were the one I was crowned with last night, and then I realized it was a dream...

PS - I am secretly, completely, unadulteradely in love with Very Mary Kate, and will probably be her for Halloween this year.

3 comments:

Alicia said...

Why can't I ever dream about winning a beauty pageant. My dreams consist of falling down the shower drain being taken hostage in grade school.

Traveler@large said...

hahah, I found three tiaras but none of them were the ones from last night....
The powers of deduction there are massive, man.
I love your blog!

Leslie said...

oh my god. I have never seen this before. This is freaking hysterical!