The canary sings
So in celebration of my triumph over hostile work environment as embodied by sexual harassment boss, etirabys, who is, as always, say it with me--MY FAVORITE--sent me this video: I Hate My Job.
Greatness. Main guy is a pro ballet dancer in New York and the other two are Boston ballet, and check out how sick their calves are, for real. Love the outfits. Scruff and high heels. Perfect.
So I've been cautiously slumming around and sneaking sips of the social fall out at the office, but mostly just slumming around. Recently we also packed up the dog and went on a road trip. Tonight we returned and
Wait wait wait ENTRY INTERUPPTED
boyfriend and were just out walking the dog at 1:30 AM. Saw two dudes and a lady get into a yelling match in the middle of the street. Called the cops just as the two dudes loaded the lady into their truck, SIDEWAYS, because she would not go willingly.
Just spent TWO HOURS talking to cops and then a homicide detective to give details.
Did I mention that our car briefly broke down on the highway earlier today?
ADVENTURE, YO.
ETA: homicide detective bro keeps on calling back and asking for more details on the woman's outfit. I'm doing the best I can, but it was dark and I was hanging back because the last thing I needed was my dog drinking in all the tension in the air and nervously deciding to maul someone, but, like. WHY. Did they find someone?
Greatness. Main guy is a pro ballet dancer in New York and the other two are Boston ballet, and check out how sick their calves are, for real. Love the outfits. Scruff and high heels. Perfect.
So I've been cautiously slumming around and sneaking sips of the social fall out at the office, but mostly just slumming around. Recently we also packed up the dog and went on a road trip. Tonight we returned and
Wait wait wait ENTRY INTERUPPTED
boyfriend and were just out walking the dog at 1:30 AM. Saw two dudes and a lady get into a yelling match in the middle of the street. Called the cops just as the two dudes loaded the lady into their truck, SIDEWAYS, because she would not go willingly.
Just spent TWO HOURS talking to cops and then a homicide detective to give details.
Did I mention that our car briefly broke down on the highway earlier today?
ADVENTURE, YO.
ETA: homicide detective bro keeps on calling back and asking for more details on the woman's outfit. I'm doing the best I can, but it was dark and I was hanging back because the last thing I needed was my dog drinking in all the tension in the air and nervously deciding to maul someone, but, like. WHY. Did they find someone?