Happy (late) blog-iversary!

I just realized that my 1-year blog-versary went by un-noticed earlier this month. To commemmorate, I'm reposting my very first post. Not much has changed from Feb. 7, 2006....

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stupid things coworkers have said to me

ok, i keep updating this, and probably will be forever, because people will always be retarded.

everyone has annoying people at work. i just have the 2, but they're really REALLY annoying and stupid.

"you live here in brooklyn?"
yeah.
"you look like you're from brooklyn."
actually, i've just moved here from california.
"you look like you're from california."

"you know who you remind me of?"
no, why would i know that?
"my son's girlfriend tiffany."
?
"she's from the midwest, and she's an actress."
oh.... like me.

(after showing up with pink hair)
"i'm not gonna say anything. if you want to be blondie or cyndi lauper, that's fine with me."
blondie? my hair's not blonde anymore.
"you know, blondie. like cyndi lauper."
do you mean the band blondie? and i can only assume you mean debbie harry? who, as the name BLONDIE points out, is not known for her pink hair.
(i'm just glad she didn't say gwen stefani - not that she knows who that is probably. but it's been said before, and a riot ensued.)

(while eating pizza & reading a book)
"what's that? pizza?"
no, it's ice cream.
"whatcha readin?"
some book.
"is it really good?"
no, actually it isn't, but i'd rather read it than talk to you.
(i didn't say that last part, but why do people insist on bugging me when i'm very obviously reading?)

"you're going to california for xmas? i'm so jealous! you'll come back even more tan!" (i'm not tan at all. in fact, i've never had a tan in my life. check out the pictures!)

ok here's the winner:
"is it weird getting used to wearing a coat?"
actually, i've worn coats before.
(blank look)
sometimes in california it gets cold.
(blank look)
it's not always sunny & 72 degrees in california, you know. not even in LA, which is what that stereotype is based on. and i'm not from LA.
"wow, i guess i'm all confused about it!"
*then i pushed her down the elevator shaft.* not really.

"i'm a ninny!" (ok, they didn't say that in so many words. but it's implied.)

after a coworker changed departments and i took over her job:
"where's jennifer?"
she moved to pre-press. give all the invoices to me now.
"but why is it so empty over here?"
she moved to pre-press. give all the invoices to me now.
"i do have an invoice."
give it to me. i do the invoicing now.
"so you do the invoicing?"
yes. i do everything jennifer did and some other things that don't concern you.
"so i give you the invoices?"
it went on like this for a while and i was about to explode. this was so infuriating.