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It's the Wednesday shit show!
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Pull up a seat, you don't want to miss a thing! It started with me waking up to COVID arm. Not gonna lie, it's kinda unpleasant! Apparently it's a 'thing', I googled it! So, there I was, all gimped up in my office, the heat from my swollen, enflamed arm giving me hot flashes while my glasses fogged up from my mask.... And person after person was mobbing me for help. Really?? They can't see that I'm lamenting in my pain with my office door shut??? I pretended to be on a conference call for a while before finally deciding my hair was driving me nuts, so I headed to the bathroom to throw it up in a pony tail. Little did I know the maintenance guy had just been in there and fixed the heating element in the hand dryer... So, I put up my hair, I blew my nose, I washed my hands, I went to use the hand dryer.... And POOF! My wet hands disappeared into a cloud of black soot from the hand dryer. "What the hell?!? Holy SHIT!" The soot fused itself to my wet skin. Gimped arm, hot flashes, black hands... I tried to straighten my glasses without touching them but the door bumped my arm as I was leaving the restroom and my glasses flew off my face and slid squarely into the men's room as a customer was going in. I couldn't make this shit up if I tried. Gimped arm, hot flashes, black hands, glasses in men's room.... "I see you used the hand dryer." It was the maintenance guy. Super nice guy, I really do like him. Today, however, I wanted to beat him with my dead arm. "Yah. What the hell??" He laughed. "Hey, can you get my glasses out of the men's room? They slid in there when I was trying not to touch them with this hot mess." I was dramatically waving my hands around, he laughed and apologized. I don't think he realized the black cloud of death would escape during the first use. He retrieved them and we talked for a few minutes more before I headed back to my office sanatize my glasses with a clorox wipe and hopefully get some of the soot off my hands as well. Worked like a charm! Unfortunately, this was just a precursor for how the rest of my day would turn out. And now? Here I sit... My arm hurts like a bitch, my amazon fire stick is fucking up, and I can hear fire works shooting off somewhere in the distance. Just your typical Wednesday night...
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