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machine_dove at 10:37am on 23/11/2005
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So here I sit, grumpy, cold, hungry, and at work. The 'work' part is self explanatory enough, I suppose, and the cold is because the heating in the building is apparently not working very well, and I am, of course, wearing sandals. Because I wear sandals until it snows at least once, so that's entirely my fault. Boots of Awesomeness will probably arrive in March...just in time for there to be no more snow. C'est la vie.
The grumpy part is entirely due to the hungry part. I trotted out of the house in a rush today, with the intent of stopping by The Double Wa on my way into work to get gas, food, and a hot beverage of the 'chai' variety. For inexplicable reasons, however, there were orange cones stationed in front of each of the pumps, sternly turning away fellow gas-seekers. So be it - I have enough gas to get home and then to a gas station again, so it wasn't a big deal. But...breakfast, chai, and probably something for lunch was. Food and I seem to be having an antagonistic relationship of late, where I either don't care for it, or it doesn't care for me. This has lead to frequent skipping of meals, primarily due to the fact that I just...have no appetite. Except for this morning, when I was fully prepared to start gnawing on my own arm if that's what it took.
Dodging the crowd with expert ease, I grabbed my chai, a muffin, and a bagel for lunch, because that just seemed like a good idea. At the register (where I am, I must note, gesturing wildly with my check-card in hand) I ask wherefore the orange cones outside. The clerk responds patly, "oh, we're not doing gas today. The credit card machines are down." As previously noted, I had my bright red check card in my hand the entire time. And I have, typically, no cash in my wallet. So...not only do I fail miserably at getting gas, but also at getting tea and food, which is certainly cause for grumpyness. Especially since a sign of some sort informing me that credit cards could not be accepted would have been nice before I ruined a perfectly good muffin and bagel.
I think I may attempt a pair of bloomers over this break, if I'm feeling brave enough to venture to the Scary Place where the fabric stores are.
The grumpy part is entirely due to the hungry part. I trotted out of the house in a rush today, with the intent of stopping by The Double Wa on my way into work to get gas, food, and a hot beverage of the 'chai' variety. For inexplicable reasons, however, there were orange cones stationed in front of each of the pumps, sternly turning away fellow gas-seekers. So be it - I have enough gas to get home and then to a gas station again, so it wasn't a big deal. But...breakfast, chai, and probably something for lunch was. Food and I seem to be having an antagonistic relationship of late, where I either don't care for it, or it doesn't care for me. This has lead to frequent skipping of meals, primarily due to the fact that I just...have no appetite. Except for this morning, when I was fully prepared to start gnawing on my own arm if that's what it took.
Dodging the crowd with expert ease, I grabbed my chai, a muffin, and a bagel for lunch, because that just seemed like a good idea. At the register (where I am, I must note, gesturing wildly with my check-card in hand) I ask wherefore the orange cones outside. The clerk responds patly, "oh, we're not doing gas today. The credit card machines are down." As previously noted, I had my bright red check card in my hand the entire time. And I have, typically, no cash in my wallet. So...not only do I fail miserably at getting gas, but also at getting tea and food, which is certainly cause for grumpyness. Especially since a sign of some sort informing me that credit cards could not be accepted would have been nice before I ruined a perfectly good muffin and bagel.
I think I may attempt a pair of bloomers over this break, if I'm feeling brave enough to venture to the Scary Place where the fabric stores are.