What B.O. you have!

So i think i talk about work way too much but here is one more story. So i have worked at my job about 4 years. For the past for years i have dealt with the body odor of the other hygienist. At first it was just a sharp odor that you picked up right away but now after four years, i am just use to it. Well, i don't know what has happened lately, maybe it's the fact that it has gotten a bit warmer but last week, her body odor became this living, breathing organism that assaulted me and brought me to my knees! It was inescapable. Apparently almost everyone was assaulted because we ended up talking about how something needed to be said. No one wanted to do it. Well we ended up having a meeting one morning and one of the girls says, " oh we have had a couple patients complain about body odor so everyone needs to make sure they are clean and that they wear deodorant." I looked at the one who said it and just thought, wow you are amazing, i can't believe how easily you did that. So i think the b.o. offender got the point because, we happened to have deodorant in the office and she put some on. So on the one hand i think, great, problem solved, but on the other hand ,i don't like her, and her b.o. was like the one thing in which i had the upper hand. You know she's been doing hygiene a lot longer than me, she may be a better hygienist than me, but dang it, at least i could be the hygienist that didn't have the body odor. And now i can't even have that title.

What a funk!

I think i must be tired. I think i just need to sleep.I am just tired of everyone and pointless stupid conversations. I wish i could get through the rest of the day without saying a word. I can't wait to go home. I want a miniature schnauzer(?). They are cute.

Tennis

So today is another day at work. I am sick of my job. i am sick of some of my co-workers. Today at lunch i was just sitting there and one girl just talked and talked and in my head i was just thinking, "SHUTUP!" all she does is talk and talk and it's like being stabbed with a knife in the ear over and over again.

In other news, Grace wanted to know if i still planned on coming up in a couple of weeks or had my plans changed. So i told her i was just going to move up in may. So she said that sounded good and she looked forward to it . So far so good. At the moment i am so ready to get out of here.

I went to the tennis tournament last night. A guy had a heart attack during the match, so they stopped play. I hate it when someone decides to have a heart attack during a very important match. So i went to see James Blake who is attractive but he could be a better tennis player. I was like maybe 2o feet away from him. He is just as good looking in person as on tv. Anyway he lost and he must have been pretty upset about it becuase he didn't even stick around to be interviewed. Then Andy Roddick played i am not really an Andy Roddick fan but i watched the first set and then i went home because i was tired and i had a headache because i drank alchohol even though i hadn't eaten in about 8 hrs.

So today i find out that a c0worker/witness is helping out at a health fair that our boss is doing at a church! What is she thinking? So i am debating whether i should say something to her about it or just leave it alone after all she is a grown woman who can make her own decisions. Sometimes i wonder if she has a brain!

My Sweatpants

I thought i would take some time to talk about my gray oversized sweat pants.
I love these pants. They are gray, and they sag in the butt area, but dang it, they are comfortable! I come home, strip off my work clothes and put on my warm, 80% cotton 20% polyester pants! I must confess i don't always treat these pants with the respect they deserve. When it's cold i put those pants on, get in my warm bed, and prepare for sweet dreams.Recently though, I have woken up without my sweatpants on! I often find them tossed to the side of the bed or buried deep under the covers.If my pants could talk i know what they'd say,"You use me time and time again to keep you warm and comfortable, i do my best to keep you happy, and then how do you treat me? In the middle of the night you get rid of me because your hot or irritated. How do you think that makes me feel, huh?! Cheap, that's how! You are so selfish! I am so sick of this back and forth nonsense!"

So needless to say, i have to clean up my act and show my sweatpants that i am 100% committed. I am not going to disrespect them anymore. I love them.

it's nothing really.

I actually don't have anything really exciting to talk about. Nothing major has happened this week. The circuit overseer is visiting this week. He is new and he seems nice enough. His talk Tuesday night and the pioneer meeting were both really good. He is from Cuba and his wife was born and raised in California but her family is Ecuadorian. She has nice style. They ski,play golf and ride horses. He says that he is really competetive. Even though they are nice, i miss our old circuit overseer. He was amazing.

Today, i am at work but i am not seeing patients. So basically i have to do a bunch of busywork. I would much rather be at home instead of here, but at least i am getting paid.

No meat/ the last time

Well i have almost made it a month without eating meat. This has been pretty easy. The only time it was difficult was when i was with all my relatives( they are all carnivors). I do find that i am hungry a lot of the time. The bad thing about eating healthy is that it takes a lot more food to fill me up.

I have noticed recently that when i say goodbye to someone, or whenever i get in my car and drive somewhere, i automatically think, "Little did they know that was the last time they would see Kia Dukes." I feel like some guy is narrating the final moments of my life on some tv show. I die in some car accident or some serial killer makes me his next victim. I wonder who would play me in the reinactment scene. Whoever she is, i hope she's pretty.

Pee-Wee!

Today at work Kelli and i were talking about the movie Pee-Wee's Big Adventure. There were so many funny parts. The scene when he gets on the bus with Large Marge and it's a dark rainy night, and she starts telling him this scary story and all of a sudden her face turns into some weird claymation face, well that scared me to death as a kid. I like the part in the movie where he is at a drive-in and in the movie he's watching someone says,"Mr. Pee-Wee Herman, calling Mr. Pee-Wee Herman" anyway i thought it was funny. I want to watch it again just to see is it as funny at the age of 30, as it was at the age of , i don't know, 10! Probably not!

As a kid i loved Pee-Wee's Playhouse. He always had the secret word of the day, if someone said it then everyone would scream. There was Cherry, the talking couch, there was a cowboy, i don't remember the character's name but he was played by, Lawrence Fishburne. It was just a good show as a kid. Too bad Pee-Wee got arrested for exposing himself in a porn theater. Shame on you Pee- Wee, shame on you!