There are two (2) Directors in my office, me and "the other guy."
The other guy is color-blind.
So, I keep giving him pens with purple ink... which, according to other men, is NOT OK.
Hee Hee Hee..
The mean-streak continues...
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
The Lenten Season
Ok, so most of you know I am not Catholic, and after a few discussions at work lately, I believe that I have forced an understanding that I am not Amish either...
JF: "I hear Amish people don't have to abide by the same laws as the rest of society is that true?"
Ali: "Ummmm... I don't know, you DO know that I am not Amish right?"
JF: "Yea, I have seen you drive a car, but besides that it's the same thing, right?"
Ali: "Are you serious?"
Nonetheless, I kind of like Lent. It feels good to have to give something up for a time. (However, I don't buy into the not eating meat or pork or whatever on Fridays business, the fisherman aren't at a loss anymore, that just seems to be inconsequential these days.) Anyway, I usually give something up for lent… which tends to really confuse the people around me.
So, this year I have to say, I may have missed the Lenten spirit. I gave up feeding the Missionaries... WHAT?!? It was too hard! I don't cook. They live in a gated community. And, most nights I don't get home from work until their bedtimes. And, it was stressing me out!!! And, and, and… So, I took a few months off. (I really am serious, ask Cori).
And, it seems I decided to abandon another righteous act, being nice.
I used to be nice. I used to be really do-everything-for-everyone-can't-ever-say-no-anyone-need-a-kidney NICE. But, apparently... not so much anymore. I almost made a lady that I work with cry!
You see, I work for a Contractor, therefore it is pivotal that we have a current contractor's license at all times, for legal purposes. So, it seems that the individual in charge of renewing this license "forgot" after at least 6 reminders from me. And when I pressed her about the issue, not raising my voice at all, but a bit more stern than I usually am, she said "please don't make me cry."
Are you kidding me?!? I was vacillating between saying one of these two things (1) "You are a 47-year-old woman, get it together!" or (2) "There's no crying in baseball!"
But, no, I ended up saying, "I am sorry, I am not trying to make you cry, but this was REALLY important and you're acting like its trivial." To which I received another, "please don't make me cry." I was at a loss, so I turned around and walked back upstairs, where I work with 12 men who NEVER put the toilet seat down, and I found myself strangely OK with that... at least there were no threats of emotional breakdowns.
Is lent almost over yet?
JF: "I hear Amish people don't have to abide by the same laws as the rest of society is that true?"
Ali: "Ummmm... I don't know, you DO know that I am not Amish right?"
JF: "Yea, I have seen you drive a car, but besides that it's the same thing, right?"
Ali: "Are you serious?"
Nonetheless, I kind of like Lent. It feels good to have to give something up for a time. (However, I don't buy into the not eating meat or pork or whatever on Fridays business, the fisherman aren't at a loss anymore, that just seems to be inconsequential these days.) Anyway, I usually give something up for lent… which tends to really confuse the people around me.
So, this year I have to say, I may have missed the Lenten spirit. I gave up feeding the Missionaries... WHAT?!? It was too hard! I don't cook. They live in a gated community. And, most nights I don't get home from work until their bedtimes. And, it was stressing me out!!! And, and, and… So, I took a few months off. (I really am serious, ask Cori).
And, it seems I decided to abandon another righteous act, being nice.
I used to be nice. I used to be really do-everything-for-everyone-can't-ever-say-no-anyone-need-a-kidney NICE. But, apparently... not so much anymore. I almost made a lady that I work with cry!
You see, I work for a Contractor, therefore it is pivotal that we have a current contractor's license at all times, for legal purposes. So, it seems that the individual in charge of renewing this license "forgot" after at least 6 reminders from me. And when I pressed her about the issue, not raising my voice at all, but a bit more stern than I usually am, she said "please don't make me cry."
Are you kidding me?!? I was vacillating between saying one of these two things (1) "You are a 47-year-old woman, get it together!" or (2) "There's no crying in baseball!"
But, no, I ended up saying, "I am sorry, I am not trying to make you cry, but this was REALLY important and you're acting like its trivial." To which I received another, "please don't make me cry." I was at a loss, so I turned around and walked back upstairs, where I work with 12 men who NEVER put the toilet seat down, and I found myself strangely OK with that... at least there were no threats of emotional breakdowns.
Is lent almost over yet?
Sage Wisdom
"The only difference between a really good boyfriend and a stalker, is that you LIKE one."
- Natalie Lyman (Jody's lil sister) - The Lymans have all sorts of great life insights!!!
(Jen, this post is dedicated to you, since you wanted it posted.)
- Natalie Lyman (Jody's lil sister) - The Lymans have all sorts of great life insights!!!
(Jen, this post is dedicated to you, since you wanted it posted.)
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
No One Dresses Up for the Theater Anymore
So, on Friday, the less-awkward-but-not-by-much part of my weekend, I went to see Wicked with Claire at the Pantages Theater on Hollywood Boulevard. On this night I made 4 very important discoveries...
(1) It is never a good idea to eat at Subway while wearing tulle and fur, people tend to stare at the fanciness of it all.
(2) No one dresses up for the theater anymore. In all our fanciness, we followed in a pack of tweens who were wearing above the knee tube socks, flip flops and lots of denim. To which Claire remarked "it is NEVER OK to wear denim to the theater!"
(3) Turns out most people, not just me, can't go a whole 3 hours without snacking on something.
(4) You definitely need to go farther North on Hollywood Boulevard to find the names of any celebrities you've ever heard of on the star studded walk of fame, there aren't many good ones down by "Argyle Avenue." I guess the Barrymores are past "Vine Street?!?"
Nonetheless, Wicked was absolutely FABULOUS!
(1) It is never a good idea to eat at Subway while wearing tulle and fur, people tend to stare at the fanciness of it all.
(2) No one dresses up for the theater anymore. In all our fanciness, we followed in a pack of tweens who were wearing above the knee tube socks, flip flops and lots of denim. To which Claire remarked "it is NEVER OK to wear denim to the theater!"
(3) Turns out most people, not just me, can't go a whole 3 hours without snacking on something.
(4) You definitely need to go farther North on Hollywood Boulevard to find the names of any celebrities you've ever heard of on the star studded walk of fame, there aren't many good ones down by "Argyle Avenue." I guess the Barrymores are past "Vine Street?!?"
Nonetheless, Wicked was absolutely FABULOUS!
Monday, March 26, 2007
Is this really a date?!?
So, I went on a date on Saturday.
How lucky am I?
This guy was darling! He was smart, funny, LDS, in law school, seemed nice, real cute, super sweet, paid for my meal... perfection...
Except, he wasn't MY date.
My friend had been set up with this guy that is the best friend of a mutual friend's little brother. But, she was too shy or nervous or something to go alone, so she brought me ON HER DATE!
It was so awkward. I didn't know when I agreed to hang out with her that I agreed to go on her date with her. But there I was, facilitating a date. AWKWARD!!!
Anyway, I decided that it's a good thing polygamy is out and done for, because I sure could never be the second wife...
Especially, when I am having enough trouble getting to be the first wife.
How lucky am I?
This guy was darling! He was smart, funny, LDS, in law school, seemed nice, real cute, super sweet, paid for my meal... perfection...
Except, he wasn't MY date.
My friend had been set up with this guy that is the best friend of a mutual friend's little brother. But, she was too shy or nervous or something to go alone, so she brought me ON HER DATE!
It was so awkward. I didn't know when I agreed to hang out with her that I agreed to go on her date with her. But there I was, facilitating a date. AWKWARD!!!
Anyway, I decided that it's a good thing polygamy is out and done for, because I sure could never be the second wife...
Especially, when I am having enough trouble getting to be the first wife.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
In Honor of Barney!
Uh oh. There are several people in my office wearing purple today. It doesn't happen often.
With the exception of me, everyone on my floor wears construction boots and jeans most days. But, every once in a while they pull out something fun, like a plum button-up or a lavender polo shirt.
The last time this happened, I also coincidentally, was wearing a purple cardigan. Joe (el jefe) walked into my office wearing his plum-colored button-up, Joe (the estimator) came in wearing a lavender-colored polo shirt and then into my office strolls Joe (the Project Manager) - No Joke, they are ALL named Joe - and he says:
"What the [bleep], is it Barney's birthday?"
So, I figured, it must be his birthday again today.
Happy birthday Barney, thanks for all the years of child entertainment and adult torture! Hope its a good one!
With the exception of me, everyone on my floor wears construction boots and jeans most days. But, every once in a while they pull out something fun, like a plum button-up or a lavender polo shirt.
The last time this happened, I also coincidentally, was wearing a purple cardigan. Joe (el jefe) walked into my office wearing his plum-colored button-up, Joe (the estimator) came in wearing a lavender-colored polo shirt and then into my office strolls Joe (the Project Manager) - No Joke, they are ALL named Joe - and he says:
"What the [bleep], is it Barney's birthday?"
So, I figured, it must be his birthday again today.
Happy birthday Barney, thanks for all the years of child entertainment and adult torture! Hope its a good one!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Male/Male Mix-up...
Such is the paradox that plagues me these days!
Have we become an overtly culturally sensitive country these days?
Remember Ali McGraw, Ali Larter, Ali Landry? All relatively well-known in America, all women. I wonder if any of them are having the same problem I am.
Last week I got 27 pieces of mail. 14 of these, mostly stupid companies wanting to give me a loan or a credit card, addressed the mail as follows. MR. Ali Brinkerhoff. Mr.! Followed by, "Dear Sir."
Ok, come on! Does Brinkerhoff REALLY sound Middle-Eastern??? Seriously!
Have we become an overtly culturally sensitive country these days?
Remember Ali McGraw, Ali Larter, Ali Landry? All relatively well-known in America, all women. I wonder if any of them are having the same problem I am.
Last week I got 27 pieces of mail. 14 of these, mostly stupid companies wanting to give me a loan or a credit card, addressed the mail as follows. MR. Ali Brinkerhoff. Mr.! Followed by, "Dear Sir."
Ok, come on! Does Brinkerhoff REALLY sound Middle-Eastern??? Seriously!
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