First, I'd like to say that somehow that last post happened all on it's own. I was going to fix it, but I feel like it's more awkward this way.
Second, I already have another awkward phone call of the day, and I've only been here for an hour and a half this morning.
me: Budget and Asset Management, this is Emily. (I got it out this time!)
man on phone: Hi, will you have K call me when she gets off the phone.
me: She's not on the phone, would you like to speak to her?
m.o.p.: Sure, I'll call her.
30 seconds later...
me: Budget and Asset Management, this is Emily.
m.o.p.: She must still be on the phone. It's not going through. Will you have her call me?
me: Sure....
*m.o.p. starts to hang up*
me: Oh wait! Can... I tell....her....who you are? ( I was really caught off guard and this came out really weird!)
m.o.p.: It's J.
*hangs up*
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Awkward phone call of the day 7/28/09
I must preface this with the fact that I went to Sonic for lunch today and I was drinking my Cherry Dr. Pepper when the phone rang. It caught me off guard.
*Ring ring*
Me: Budget and Ass... (silence because there is something in my throat) eh eh, excuse me! Budget and Asset Management, this is Emily.
Guy on phone: *stifles giggle* Hi, this is ___. May I speak to ____?
Me: Sure, just a minute.
*Transfers*
*Erupts into silent giggle fit*
*Ring ring*
Me: Budget and Ass... (silence because there is something in my throat) eh eh, excuse me! Budget and Asset Management, this is Emily.
Guy on phone: *stifles giggle* Hi, this is ___. May I speak to ____?
Me: Sure, just a minute.
*Transfers*
*Erupts into silent giggle fit*
Friday, July 24, 2009
I've got the golden ticket!
I sincerely believe that this story needs to be told. It is a realization of one of my fears, and it is just too good to pass up. If you're reading this, my challenge to you is to invite at least one friend to read it, too. Believe me, you won't be disappointed! Unless you have really high expectations of this blog, and then you might be. In that case, you probably shouldn't have quite such high expectations, because after all, this isn't really that exciting of a blog in the grand scheme of things. So, there is my disclaimer. Take it as you will.
I need to preface this story with a story: When I was younger, my family and I ate at Taco Bell one night during one of their promotional games. You peel off the little sticker on your drink cup and see what you won. It was actually pretty rare that anyone won anything, so I was ecstatic when I peeled mine off and saw the word "WINNER!" I jumped up and down, really excited-like. I had won something! Then, my mom took the piece to see what I had won, and upon further inspection, realized that I had won a taco. Yep, a taco. Not even nachos or a drink or something that I liked (because as I mentioned, I was younger and had not yet refined my tastes to where they are today). A taco. And thus inspired my irrational fear of winning something mediocre, but being really excited about it. I said it was irrational.
Yesterday afternoon, I returned home from work to see some mail in my mailbox. This never happens, so I was pretty excited. I received a mailing from a local car dealership. Boring, right? Wrong! This one had a key taped to it! That really intrigued me, as it was intended, so I began reading the flier. It had one of those little, scratch-off-and-win-something-if-you're-lucky-enough kind of boxes. So, I did, knowing that I never win anything and I would most likely be disappointed. But what do you know, I scratched off the little silver covering and lo and behold, I won. But, the kicker is that you have to call the dealership to see what you won. So, I worked up the courage to call. The lady told me that, yes, I had indeed won SOMETHING. She couldn't tell me what I had won, so I had to go to the dealership to claim my prize. It was either a new car, $1000 or up to $100 in gold. WOW! I was really skeptical, but I have some wonderful friends who are good sports and they said they would go with me to see if I had won that new car. Of course, the dealership was on the outskirts of town, but that was okay. I had won something!
As soon as we pulled into the lot, I knew this would be awkward. We walked into the building and were directed to a little office. I walked in and handed her my winning scratch-off paper and she told me the rules. Then she took my information. Oh boy, now I'm on their mailing list. :D Then she entered my number into the computer which then spit out an answer. It was SO exciting! And then...
"Well, you didn't win $100 this time, but you won a dollar!"
A dollar. That's right. I won a gold dollar coin! This was only made better when the lady felt the need to tell me that it was not a token, it was a real dollar that I could spend. Really? But, I was so stinkin' excited! I have never won anything, and just because I decided to play along and scratch off the silver film, I won a dollar!!!! Words cannot express how exciting this was/is to me. I mean, how often do you win a dollar? Not very often, let me tell you.
We drove off the lot, laughing so loudly they could probably hear us, reveling in my winnings. It didn't even matter that we had probably spent more in gas to get out there than I had actually won.
And that is the story of my golden ticket. Please share it.
I need to preface this story with a story: When I was younger, my family and I ate at Taco Bell one night during one of their promotional games. You peel off the little sticker on your drink cup and see what you won. It was actually pretty rare that anyone won anything, so I was ecstatic when I peeled mine off and saw the word "WINNER!" I jumped up and down, really excited-like. I had won something! Then, my mom took the piece to see what I had won, and upon further inspection, realized that I had won a taco. Yep, a taco. Not even nachos or a drink or something that I liked (because as I mentioned, I was younger and had not yet refined my tastes to where they are today). A taco. And thus inspired my irrational fear of winning something mediocre, but being really excited about it. I said it was irrational.
Yesterday afternoon, I returned home from work to see some mail in my mailbox. This never happens, so I was pretty excited. I received a mailing from a local car dealership. Boring, right? Wrong! This one had a key taped to it! That really intrigued me, as it was intended, so I began reading the flier. It had one of those little, scratch-off-and-win-something-if-you're-lucky-enough kind of boxes. So, I did, knowing that I never win anything and I would most likely be disappointed. But what do you know, I scratched off the little silver covering and lo and behold, I won. But, the kicker is that you have to call the dealership to see what you won. So, I worked up the courage to call. The lady told me that, yes, I had indeed won SOMETHING. She couldn't tell me what I had won, so I had to go to the dealership to claim my prize. It was either a new car, $1000 or up to $100 in gold. WOW! I was really skeptical, but I have some wonderful friends who are good sports and they said they would go with me to see if I had won that new car. Of course, the dealership was on the outskirts of town, but that was okay. I had won something!
As soon as we pulled into the lot, I knew this would be awkward. We walked into the building and were directed to a little office. I walked in and handed her my winning scratch-off paper and she told me the rules. Then she took my information. Oh boy, now I'm on their mailing list. :D Then she entered my number into the computer which then spit out an answer. It was SO exciting! And then...
"Well, you didn't win $100 this time, but you won a dollar!"
A dollar. That's right. I won a gold dollar coin! This was only made better when the lady felt the need to tell me that it was not a token, it was a real dollar that I could spend. Really? But, I was so stinkin' excited! I have never won anything, and just because I decided to play along and scratch off the silver film, I won a dollar!!!! Words cannot express how exciting this was/is to me. I mean, how often do you win a dollar? Not very often, let me tell you.
We drove off the lot, laughing so loudly they could probably hear us, reveling in my winnings. It didn't even matter that we had probably spent more in gas to get out there than I had actually won.
And that is the story of my golden ticket. Please share it.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Lunch time round about
So it's a perfectly lovely day in my small town, weather-wise. Of course, I decided to walk somewhere for lunch today. Unfortunately, the university at which I work is currently doing a lot of construction work on the main road through/around the campus. The eating establishment I wished to go to is just barely off-campus across said road, but many of the sidewalks are closed, thus making it difficult to know how to get across. I started my trek and realized this, so I began to go further east to walk around the construction. There was more construction. I kept going. More construction. Finally, I found an unobstructed passageway. I could finally walk south! As I began to turn back west to go back the 2 blocks I had gone out of my way east, what did my wandering eyes find? That's right! More construction. I had to go another block south. Argh. By now, the perfectly lovely weather was getting a little warmer than I had planned on when I had set out. But, I couldn't turn back now! I was getting closer to my destination, and I was HUNGRY! (Did I mention that I don't get to go eat lunch until 1:30 everyday?) I finally reached my wonderful sandwich shop and ordered, then went outside to sit under a shady tree and eat my prize. You'll never guess what I saw. Yup, I saw people crossing said construction cluttered street just a few yards west of where I had originally attempted to cross. Boy was I mad. But, in order to justify my 8 block detour, I have decided that I needed the exercise. It makes me feel better about eating my Philly Steak sandwich with cheese and mayo. Oh, don't worry, I had some veggies. Oh, and a DP to wash it all down. :D I love my awkward life.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Update on the "Saga"
New look! I feel like this is a bit easier to read, and a whole lot cuter. :D
So, nothing has really happened on the "saga" that I was beginning. In fact, the situation has all but disappeared. It's really rather unfortunate, in my opinion. Perhaps some day it will once again arise, but for now, it's off. Thank you for your patience, anyhow.
Now, a short story. Or two.
Short story #1
I have a friend. She has gotten it in her mind that she is not nearly as friendly to strangers as she should be. She has now taken it upon herself to make the world a better place, beginning with elevators. She's decided to bridge the awkward silence gap when in an elevator with strangers, or strange people. So, if ever you are in an elevator and a strange girl starts talking to you, you may want to run, but guess what, you're not going anywhere. Just grin and bear it, because believe it or not, Awkward Elevator Girl is just trying to be nice, not awkward.
Short story #2
Yesterday at lunch, I was so excited because my parents had sent me back from the long weekend with some peaches. I love peaches. So, I packed one in my lunch and after I had finished my delicious enchilada, I decided to dig into that peach. Unfortunately for me, the peach was nice and juicy. It exploded all over the white part of my blue and white striped shirt. I even had some on my sleeve. So, I had to go the whole rest of the day with pink spots on my striped shirt. What a fashion disaster!
So, nothing has really happened on the "saga" that I was beginning. In fact, the situation has all but disappeared. It's really rather unfortunate, in my opinion. Perhaps some day it will once again arise, but for now, it's off. Thank you for your patience, anyhow.
Now, a short story. Or two.
Short story #1
I have a friend. She has gotten it in her mind that she is not nearly as friendly to strangers as she should be. She has now taken it upon herself to make the world a better place, beginning with elevators. She's decided to bridge the awkward silence gap when in an elevator with strangers, or strange people. So, if ever you are in an elevator and a strange girl starts talking to you, you may want to run, but guess what, you're not going anywhere. Just grin and bear it, because believe it or not, Awkward Elevator Girl is just trying to be nice, not awkward.
Short story #2
Yesterday at lunch, I was so excited because my parents had sent me back from the long weekend with some peaches. I love peaches. So, I packed one in my lunch and after I had finished my delicious enchilada, I decided to dig into that peach. Unfortunately for me, the peach was nice and juicy. It exploded all over the white part of my blue and white striped shirt. I even had some on my sleeve. So, I had to go the whole rest of the day with pink spots on my striped shirt. What a fashion disaster!
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