Better to be pissed off than pissed on
Oh hey, it’s been almost a week since Arwen’s last posted. Nothing interesting has happened to her in the past week that’s been worth blogging about. Why is she referring to herself in the third person? Why not?
Anyway, they were moving me all over the place this week at work. On Monday I manned the 2nd floor bathroom, which is a matron’s nightmare. Six toilets, two sinks, and tens of thousands of tourists. Then on Tuesday and Wednesday I was allowed to return to my sanctuary on the 80th floor, although yesterday they tacked 86 onto my work load. Today I was able to return to taking care of just the 80th floor bathroom. They put some other unfortunate sap on 86.
Well today, someone must have inconspicuously posted a sign in my bathroom that said “PLEASE PEE ON THE FLOOR.” I cleaned urine off the floor twice today. Twice! And we’re not talking tinkle sprinkles, but two full bladdars’ worth of puddles. The second time, the porter suggested I just mop the entire floor and shut down the bathroom for a while. That I did, but I had to stand guard by the (heavily barricaded – with signs and a heavy duty mop bucket) door and respond calmly to tourists who asked me if the bathroom was open.
Yes, it’s open. That’s why the door is completely blocked off.
By the end of the day, I was in one of those moods where I just wished someone would say something snippy to me so I could verbally vomit on them. Instead, I ended up joking around with some of the observatory workers who were feeling just as amicable towards the human race as I was. We talked about drowning people’s faces in the toilets and how one of the other observatory staff (who, at the time, was manning the elevator on the 2nd floor) looks strikingly like the Dog Whisperer guy (Cesar Milan). Before I knew it, it was time to go home, and my spirits were lightened considerably.
Tomorrow is Christina’s last day at CVS. She has more or less informed me that she will be going out with a bang. I shall visit to witness the hilarity and drama ensue.
July 25th, 2008 |
One Comment
Hey there Arwen.
I found your blog via blog-hopping.
Anyway, I looked at your “recent photos” and I just wanted to compliment you on your eye makeup.
It’s really unique. It reminds me of the way the females in my family do their eyes. Arabic eyes. When I first saw you in the pictures I was thinking: Oh my gosh, is she orientále too…
But then I realized when I saw your about page… Cub,Rush,Pol. Well, New York is so gorgeous in it’s own cosmopolitan ways. My mom grew up in long island…
And she’s a true oriental middle eastern ha ha. I love how new york is mixed!
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