I went to McDonald's this morning and got a coffee. I wasn't going to go; it was a last-minute impulse decision, as I drive by it every morning. I didn't sleep well last night... I kept waking up thinking I heard my alarm when I didn't, and then I would lay there dreading the moment it would go off any second. BUT my alarm was an Irish drinking song in honor of the venerable St. Patrick. I wanted to start my celebrations right away. Anyway, I ordered a small iced hazelnut latte. I got a small hot vanilla latte. THAT MCD'S CAN NEVER GET A COFFEE ORDER RIGHT. Never. I don't know why I keep giving it a second chance. We talk about at this office almost every day. So upsetting. Tuesday just said she is going to email them a strongly-worded letter. I am a big fan of taking action via words. The pen is mightier than the sword, Rachel. But the sword is mightier than almost everything else... except for guns, bombs, fire, and cheese.
You know, this is the first time I've ever actually celebrated St. Patrick's Day. Like, I'm actually excited about it. I gots my green and clover all over today. I am going to walk in the paraaaaade, I am going to play Irish musiiiccccc, I am going to scream and shout when they dye the canal greeeeeen.. I'm pumped! I think it's because this is the first time in four years it hasn't been all about beer. My boss seems to think that the punishment for not wearing green is stomping on people's toes instead of pinching. I haven't had the heart to tell him yet that he's completely and utterly incorrect. He's such a sweet man... I hate to crush his pride like I would crush his toes. What a German.
Okay so at our staff meeting today, Roger, the new guy, passed out a bunch of books that he ordered because of St. P's. One's an Irish novel; the other's about an Irish missionary. I grabbed one of each and sat down at my desk after the meeting to look at them -- author? Roger Rayburn. THAT'S HIM. ROG WROTE THESE BOOKS! He's famous.
Andrew Corbin posted the greatest things on facebook last night. Props to him. Here are my two favorite things:
This is my first flip flop day of the year. Even more cause for celebration. I wish you could see my awesome green bowler hat.
Snaaaaaaaaaaaap,
Panda
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