I realized I stopped doing these once I got on twitter. After all, where else would you spew share such garbage useful insight? So, let’s do it, for old times sake and to distract me from the horror that is Fridays at work.
– Fridays are not so hot if you work Saturday.
– I wish I had had a few more paychecks under my belt.
– Coconut m&m’s are good, but weird.
– Being around all these good Mormon girls at work makes me feel like even more or a pervert than usual. Yesterday, I made a joke about a patient’s name and no one got it. And a girl held up her pinky talking about how little her friend’s boyfriend was and as I made a comment, I realized she meant height and weight, not length and girth.