"Never Smile at a Crocodile"...

You know what really irritates me? Men who think that a flashy car and a pastel shirt is going to impress someone. Not to mention an ego the size of Texas. You know what irritates me even more? Guys who make jokes that a 12 year old boy would make WHILE at someones work. It's really only funny to you moron. I'm just trying to do my job. Let me explain so it makes sense a little. First, I work with 4 guys. That in and of itself should be the first clue to my story. They are all nice guys, but one in particular has a few friends who like to call the office and ask for him but they give out famous golfer names, or football player names, or serial killer names. Names that someone like myself have no clue about. But then they sometimes say their names are "Seymour...Seymour Butts" or other names with different parts of the body....use your imagination. So when they call and ask for my co-worker I'll let him know they're on the phone and when I repeat the name it is often followed by bursts of laughter or "really Sarah? You know who such and such is right?" Well no as a matter of fact I don't. I was too busy raising a kid to notice or care. Yes, indeed, these names are often creative and quite funny when you say them out loud and don't realize what you're saying. But then there are days when it's not funny and it just makes the person look and feel like a complete idiot. Today would be that day. Normally I just deal with it on the phone....today my co-worker's friend actually came in the office. And since I'm just a temp who's been there for maybe two months, I don't know what his friends look like. He comes in with his aviator sunglasses on, wearing a pastel yellow shirt and it was miracle his ego made it through the door. I immediately wanted to vomit. Spare me. So he asks for his friend, gives me his name which he said was Jason something or other and when I page his friend and say who's up front for him he starts laughing. Blah blah blah....it ended up his friend gave me the name of Jason from all those serial killer movies. But since I have never in my life seen one I had no idea who he was claiming to be and neither did I care. And I made sure to tell him so. Which took all the fun out of his little joke. Boo freakin hoo. Why this incident irritates me so much I don't know. I think it's mainly because unlike what you may think from this rant, I really do love to joke around and have a good time. Being able to joke around at work is even better. But I don't like being taken advantage of, and I don't appreciate it when you make a joke at someone else's expense, especially when they're just trying to do their job. I'm mainly just irritable and want to eat all the chocolate in sight. Which explains alot. SO.....sorry for rambling,and there's nothing wrong with aviator sunglasses and corvettes. I do, however, have a strong distaste for men in pastel shirts. But I'll try to make the next post more interesting and less like a hormonal rant. Goodnight.