A few fun random stories & thoughts while I’m waiting for my 12:00 lunch date.
I went to the car shop today. Not for car shopping. The body shop.
A couple of months ago, I was sitting (in my car) in the parking lot of Cary Crossroads. I was in line behind another car, waiting to pull out into the traffic lane. I suppose he was jutting out a bit into said traffic lane, so he decided to back up. And he did. Into the front of my car.
It was raining and I was supposed to catch a flight to California that day, so we just exchanged info and went on our way.
I was not particularly worried about it until his insurance company determined that, since I was not aware of the fact that he was backing into me, and in turn did not perform any preventative actions such as honking or trying to back up myself, I was a contributor to the accident, and, therefore, denied of coverage from his insurance.
FML.
On a lighter note, my cat is adorable.
A much more pleasant cat-related FML story:
Again, about two months ago, I was planning for an awesome day at work at Lulu (I used to do PR there… amazing company, you should check them out). I had been sick for a couple of days, so I wanted to get into the office nice and early to make up for lost time. I set my alarm for 7:00 and hit the hay.
I wake up to the sound of a voicemail alert. I check my phone. The voicemail is from my boss. She is wondering where I am. Because it is 10:00 in the morning.
Panic. I jump out of bed, throw on the work outfit I had conveniently laid out for the day, and rush to work, getting there by 10:20. I apologize to the boss for being late, but having no real excuse, that conversation ended quickly.
I sit down at my desk. I immediately notice that something smells quite awful. I realize that the smell is in fact originating from my body, as Raphael apparently decided to piss ALL OVER my work pants that night while I was sleeping, and I got dressed too quickly and frantically to notice. And I was stuck wearing them for the remainder of the work day.
FML.
Even better, I order some curry soup for lunch. Apparently this soup was particularly sloppy, or I was particularly sloppy, as when I looked down upon my white blouse upon finishing, I noticed it was completely covered in curry soup.
I spent the remainder of the day smelling like cat piss and covered in what looks to be my own vomit.
Ohhhh precious memories.
Luckily, I seem to appreciate the irony of my life so much that I really don’t get upset over these moments at all. They often turn out to be pretty hilarious stories. Also, Raphael is too fucking cute to get mad at.
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Many thanks for those of you who have helped spread the word about my blogproject.
Some spots where my site has been mentioned:
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Happy Thursday!
Hey!
It was really interesting to read your blog.
And I’m serious on this one… you are a hell good of a photographer.. awesome.. BTW, do you use DSLR?? feels so..
P.S.: Raphael is really too fucking cute..
Thanks so much!! I shoot with a Canon 50D… and any photos from before January (all of the 2007 tour or washington photos) are with a Canon S3 IS.. my glorified point-and-shoot. I went back and did some re-editing of my old shots before I posted them on the blog.
Glad you understand my Raphael obsession as well! Thanks again!
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