My pens always disappear from my desk at work. Even when I was stationed in the warehouse, they were gone before I knew it. After being moved to the real office area, I continued to lose pens at a much faster rate. Eventually, I was left with only a highlighter and the incredibly large pencil Kaley gave me from DC. I got a free pen at orientation. I decided this would be my new pen at work. It was a UCF pen. Every time you click it you get a new encouraging word, such as: Integrity, Community, and Scholarship. Though I’m not sure how encouraging “scholarship” was. Anyways, I decided to mark that pen. Even though it stuck out on its own, I wanted my name on it. So I wrote “Rads” on a green piece of paper and taped it to the pen. Unfortunately, this did nothing to fend off thieves.
Today at work I got an IM from Kaley:
“I just realized my pencil says ‘rads’ on it”
“Pencil? Well, if it’s a UCF pen then… you stoke my pen!”
“It’s a pen. IT IS A UCF PEN.”
Being the kind co-worker she is, she is going to return my beloved pen to me.
I got in bed at 9:30 last night. I was oddly tired/exhausted, so I thought I’d go ahead and go to sleep. Less than an hour later I found myself on the phone. I did fall asleep in between then, and I do not remember answering the phone. I didn’t have this friend’s number, but I don’t even remember thinking “who is this?”. Luckily I snapped out of it by the time he told me who it was. I just hope I didn’t say to much while I was still sleeping.
I’m wearing my “This Girl Scout is for God” shirt today. Mainly, it just really makes me want more Thin Mints. People tend to make comments on it, and today it was the UPS man and some random guy in the hallway at UCF.
As I was signing for UPS, he asked if I was actually a Girl Scout. When I said no, he responded with: “Well, as long as you’re heart’s in the right place”. Or something along those lines. I like the UPS man. Don’t tell, but between the FedEx, UPS, and USPS men that drop off the mail; the UPS is my favorite.
The guy in the hallway stopped and stared at my shirt as though he was having trouble comprehending. He asked if I was a Christian Girl Scout. I told him I was never a Girl Scout, I just found this shirt somewhere. He paused again, I guess he needed time to think. He then looked at me and asked if the ideal matched my heart, or somehow I guess he asked if I was a Christian, at least that’s what I thought he was asking. He just sort of gave a weird, maybe disapproving look and started walking away. Then let out a little “God bless” as he wandered off.
Weird things.
Right now, I want a coffee or tea. And I want to have dinner with someone. Actually, I want Pad Thai with anyone. But I’m going to force myself to stay in this area… read, study, grocery shop, rosary shop..
Cheers.
March 19, 2008 at 2:01 pm |
Yeah, I want some thin mints, too, now. Thanks.
Pen’s… they must all slip into some sort of vortex, the same place where socks go.