I'm baking in the fiery, yeasty bread ovens of hell. Yes, it's my next-to-last day at the 'brary, and I would trade my liver...the WHOLE THING...to be done with this place RIGHT NOW.Who needs a liver anyway?? It's a nice accessory, but I could do without.
1. I've had to deal with the bitchiest, ass-biting people I've ever seen this morning.
2. The Normans came in and someone had done a doodle in their pants because it smelled like a moldy cheese factory in a winding trail behind them.
My going away part was thrown Wednesday. I walked in at 9am to the following sight:
It's a flamingo. Wearing a hula skirt and a lei. This is the best thing to come out of four months employment at the city library. He has 12 seasonal outfits including a Santa outfit, St. Patty's Day garb, a wizard's robe (great for Harry Potter parties), and even bunny ears. He's standing in my chaise lounge wearing his hula outfit AND the bunny ears as we speak. At home. Away from the fiery, yeasty ovens of hell. Guess what I named him?
I will miss the crazy people here...or at least the memory of them on good days and, let's face it, I'll see them all the time because I love coming to the library to stroke the books. At least they can't tell me what to do anymore, and I don't have to kiss any more ass. If I make it through tomorrow. Pray that I don't get accused of murder before then.
Addendum: CRUELLA the Mega-bitch is HERE! She's here right now, and that murder charge will be up by morning. Pray for my poor "Dead Andi Walking" soul!