I'm Back World!
Anyhoo, this is the stack of "critical" work that was waiting for me upon my arrival back at the office today. Three magazines worth of paper, and several minor disasters to take care of.
If you worked in my office you would hear me swear and yell miscellaneous threats on a daily basis - but I really do love my job. Without the drama and deadlines it would be no fun. Really.
Tonight I brought home the thickest folder at the bottom of the stack- it took me 2 hours to get through - but nerdy me enjoyed reading through all the ads and copy, marking down page numbers and making note of any mistakes. Why I enjoy this line of work, I have no idea.
Another thing I enjoy is my name. As you'll see from my shirt above - my name is Alison. About half the people in my life call me Alison, the other half call me Ali. My best friend calls me Al (and is the only person allowed to do that) and my dad calls me babe. Oh, and the husband calls me Shy, baby, Shynin, and whatever other name we are stuck on at the moment.
Yeah, anyways, back to the name.
I really do like my name, in fact, I requested this shirt for a Christmas present about 3 years ago. Many people think I'm a loser for liking this shirt - but I've found that a lot of men enjoy it. I'm thinking it has something to do with the fact that they are kind of "allowed" (in their minds anyways) to look at my chest when I'm wearing it. To all the men out there, I am not dumb, please don't be an ass and pretend that you're reading my shirt when you're actually taking it as an invitation to ogle.
Anyone physically close enough to me to read it already knows my name anyways, so don't pretend that reading it was a big revelation for you.
As you can all see, I'm wasting no time in getting back to my upbeat, if somewhat snarky, self. I've missed being happy and relaxed the past month or so and will do my best to be happy once again.