SIDENOTE: TGIFU

On Tuesday I bid farewell to a coworker at the end of the work day with "Have a good weekend." Clearly confused, I set myself up for a ridiculously long week ahead...

This morning, while sleeping with the covers half off, I was awoken by three men swinging outside my window, drilling into the side of my building and shaking my studio apartment.  I'm certain these mo-fos were also staring into the slots of my blinds. This would set me off into a series of "I hate you so much right now" moments throughout my "TGIFU" Friday (you like that? just made it up. I know, right?).  So TGIF U to the woman who cut me off to get onto the train before letting the man off.  Or the smelly man in the Chase bank that caused a traffic jam.  

F yea to the fact that a certain network is filming a pilot in our office with some studly men and extras on Monday.  I have already created a starring role for myself alongside my coworker and added "be an extra  star in a show" to my 30 before 30 list.  


On the walk to lunch today a coworkerstar who wishes to remain on the DL until our publicist agrees to the media (oh hey, @renae_caugz) was distracted because she couldn't decide if she had just seen a man in a skirt ... or a woman with a goatee.


My eye doctor office called me to say I couldn't be late to my appointment or they wouldn't be able to see me (no pun intended).  Right.  So the punctual office that keeps me waiting 45 minutes in their lobby? Yea. TGIFU.


-HMOH