so my insomnia is back. i don’t know if it’s stress or what, but i’ve had the worst case of it lately. after spending the past two days riding out some rolling waves of nausea (so bad that i had to call in sick yesterday), i was ready to head back to work. that, and i have a bunch of interviews to sit in on for the next three weeks, so i CAN’T miss work. i’ve literally been working, working, working all the live-long day. i got used to my old job, where i could do that job half asleep, and still do it better than anyone else had done it. but this one requires me to be so much more on top of my stuff than i ever have been. i joked with my director that i’m not even this organized in my personal life, but in this job, i have to be SUPER organized for these 30+ applicants that i’m tracking! like…we’re talking OCD-style organized.
anyway, as i was in line for my morning cup of liquid energy at 7am, in walks this blond, barefoot a la britney spears at the gas station. it was the oddest sight, and i think my brain was still trying to wake up (hey, whaddya know? after only 3 hours of sleep, my body hates me), but i could NOT stop staring at her feet! whatever happened to “no shoes, no shirt, no service” signs? and she just kept doing things that made me giggle inappropriately.
Example: she picks up a pack of mints, and proceeds to try to pry the tin open, struggling and making confused noises, sighing in frustration every few seconds and staring at the tin like it was a trick. She pauses in between attempts, like she’s given up, and then attacks the tin again with vigor, almost as if she’s trying to catch it by surprise so that it would pop open. Finally, after a few minutes, she loudly asks the woman next to her to help her. The woman takes the mints and calmly slides the tin open in half a second, revealing the elusive little mints. “Britney” looks at her like she just walked on water, and exclaims “WOW! how did you DO THAT??” she then proceeds to close the tin, and try to pry it apart again. The lady calmly takes the tin out of Britney’s hand and shows her to slide, not pull. Britney is infinitely amused by this sliding mint container, and keeps sliding it open and closed.
i feel bad giggling at that situation, cause i know there have been times where i’ve looked like a complete moron in public, i’m sure. but it was just such an odd interaction to see at 7 in the morning.
