ps I have done my good deed of the day - I saw a guy walking along holding a large tray of eggs and I did not trip him, even though it was tempting. I am also tempted to make voodoo dolls of my colleagues - we're busy, and they are all really stressed and shitty and annoyed that I am not stressed or shitty, even though we all have the same workload. Sometimes it is like working with kindy kids. They get tired. They get busy. They get hungry. And then they shout. Sigh. Everyone needs a juice box and a nap.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Too Soon! Too Soon!
Yesterday Andrea and I were discussing the concept of Too Soon, because I mentioned that I had invited an ex out for lunch and he had declared it Too Soon. (Andrea said, "Too soon for lunch? Was it breakfast time?" which once again reminded me why she is my BestFriend (originally typed that as BestFried, which she is not, although I'm sure she'd be very nice fried - Andrea, if we were in a plane crash and you were dead I would eat you to stay alive, I hope that is OK and does not make our friendship Go Weird. If it was I who was neatly flambeed in the fuselage (I don't really know if that would work but I like the word fuselage) I would expect you to eat me as well.))
Anyway, we were talking about how it is an odd concept, the concept of Too Soon. I felt kind of shitty for not realising it was Too Soon, which is silly because it's not like I made a joke about Haiti (ouch, too soon).
Who gets to decide when Too Soon is over? (It should be the dumpee, I think.) However, worry no more, people. I made you some guidelines: