Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Lunch walk

Observations from my unsuccessful trip to deposit a check:

- What kind of message does a woman WANT to give, if any, if she wears stripper type shoes with business attire (granted, form fitting skirt and sweater)? I mean, you look at the shoes and think, whoa (high high heeled sandals with lots of strips across the top of the foot, kinda like bondage) Maybe it's just, if you got it, flaunt it?

- Underneath all that concrete in the roads is dirt. Plain dirt.

- Why do contractors and garbage men like to tie poor helpless stuffed animals to the front grills of their vehicles?

And back at my office:

- It's amazing how a simple recipe can impress and taste good. Seriously easy. Take chicken breasts. Roll them up individually. Wrap a piece of uncooked bacon or two around it. Stick in toothpicks to keep it rolled. Pour over undiluted Campbell's cream of mushroom soup. Cook for 1 hour at 350 degrees. I added peas for some green.

- It's amazing what a huge mess you can make with one simple cupcake. I was going to only eat the chocolate sprinkles on top, but went further. I don't like store bought frosting, and wanted to ask my friend who only eats frosting if I should save it for him, but didn't so wiped it off into the garbage. Of course, then got frosting all over my black pants. The cupcake gods were angry with me.


Susan said...

You've angered the cupcake gods. Not...good.

Tera said...

A cupcake while wearing black pants??? Man that's an accident waiting to happen in my world!!!

Those shoes sound my "fuck 'em" shoes....don't ask.

laura b. said... I'm hungry, darnit! haha!

evil-e said...

You eat watermelon so neatly, yet you made a mess with a cupcake...

There is a girl in my office who dons the "hoochie" attire all the time. She looks like a hooker. Me and my friend Julie call her "the Holy Shit!" girl. She is actually a nice person to talk to, but very difficult to have to talk to because a guy like me can smell the sexual harassment suit from a mile away if I lift a wrong eye.

This was a little less adventurous than the last lunchtime post, but still very good.

Glamourpuss said...

As someone who spends much of my life in stripper heels, I am permanently baffled by women who choose to wear them out on the street. They say one thing: slut, and while I am happy to play with that role through my dancing, I have enough self-respect not to need the attention at work.


Churlita said...

I hate store bought cupcake frosting too. I probably made a bigger mess than you, because I always just do.