Well, hey dar little buddies!
I hope you all had a delightful holiday and Santa and/or Hanukkah Harry was especially generous to you.
I'm just now realizing that I forgot to tell you dudes that I DID in fact get into [Newer Play!] with [New Theatre Company!]. I'm so totally fired up about it! Because guess what? So did Lurrrver17, though he does not play my lurrrver....he plays some other girl's lurrrver who's totally his same age and super cute and talented and I will CUT A BITCH IF I HAVE TO.
Anyway, PrincessSean AND DaddyCap are also in [Newer Play!] so it promises to be a wonderful experience. And yeah, I totally did get the old snarky part...but DaddyCap promises she's not old, and that I'll make her super sassy and zexy.
ETA to say: Hey! Whaddya know! DaddyCap was right about my part!
No, seriously, she's totally HAWT.
In my head.
Whatever, it's going to be AWE to the SOME.
So, NY, was brilliant. On Saturday I had some good pals from HS over, and guess what? They ALL GET TO LIVE IN NY W/OUT ME. Isn't that SO FUCKING GREAT?
Cue me feeling sorry for myself.
Seriously, every time I go home I'm all "WHYYYYYYYYY."
So, today the Library, started out pretty wretched. This woman with a limited amount of teeth came up to the RefDesk asking for, and I quote, "a form online that doctor's fill out...a certificate"
Me: Um. Do you know anything more about it?
Toothless: No. It's a form so you're employer doesn't fire you.
Me: Return to Work form?
Toothless: NO. It shows you were sick. Your Doctor signs it.
Me: If it's just a sick note, that you get from your Doctor.
Toothless: I KNOW YOU GET THAT FROM YOUR DOCTOR.
Then she WAVED at me. Whatever THAT means.
Me: Uh...well...is it a federal form or a state form.
Toothless: State. Federal...STATE.
So, we did this dance for about 20 minutes, during which she breathed a breath that literally smelled like the bowels of HELL existed in her lungs...until we finally figured out that it was an FMLA form and printed it off and sent her smelly toothless butt on her way.
Since then however, literally every single patron I have helped has been...dare I say it...polite? And not just polite...I may even go so far as to say...KIND.
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop of course. Mayhap a late present from my Personal SantaJesus? I HAVE been a very good girl.
By, flexible standards.
I mean, it's all a matter of perception really.