new classes started today, and i'm tired. on mondays and wednesdays it's international finance and business finance. although they sound similar, international seems like it will be a lot of fun, whereas business will be a soulsucking experience.
for economical and bmi reasons, i have resolved not to eat dinner at schlotzsky's every night before class. (this is extremely difficult, because their "original" is the best sandwich on earth and it's two doors down from the econ building.) so james and i went to the grocery store instead of out to lunch today during work to stock up on healthy snacks like popcorn. unfortunately, popcorn is highly flammable, i guess especially the way i microwave it, because the first bag i attempted to cook (at work, in the 18th floor kitchen) not only burned, but actually ignited. and billowed smoke. i was really worried that i was going to be the next secretly-hated jackass to send everyone on all 19 floors down the stairwells on foot by setting off the fire alarm. And at the height of my dousing the popcorn bag in the break room sink while it popped and sizzled and smoked, i caught james running by and pointing. he ratted me out to all who could smell it as fast as he could.
and yeah, i'm still waiting on that promotion...
2 comments:
AHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!! I love you so much Shannon! That is freakin hilarious! And whoever this James character is.. love him! I would've done the same thing.. point and laugh and run rampant through the halls telling all of your feat! I can only imagine why you are persuing such an array of finance courses and not those of the culinary arts.. hee hee I love you.
yeah, i bet you and james would get along. scoundrels.
Post a Comment