I was off this morning from work because I had a migraine, but didn't want to waste an entire day of vacation/personal time. So I got myself out of bed around eleven and at about 11:50 it hit me I had a call/training session at one, so I got in gear and got ready. Deciding to wear brown, I wore some cute shoes I bought a couple of weeks ago at Nine West (I'll post pics later). They do tend to hurt but fashion is pain, right?!. As I'm waiting to get on the elevator to go to my floor these two women and a man walk up and we end up assigned to the same elevator (long story). Just before the doors opened, I heard one woman say something about shoes and the height of the heel and looking painful. I pretended to be checking my emails/facebook on my phone so as not to give them the evil eye (I have my glasses on today and can do the one eyebrow lift and I look like a complete b**ch). I mean really, are you gonna sit there and talk about my shoes like I can't hear you? Who does that? My only other thought is there was someone in the cafeteria that they were being critical of, surely they are not talking about me while I'm standing 2 feet away from them. Who could possible be that rude, but these two old biddies.
Anyway, I get to my desk and wait (forever) for my computer to boot up (is that really still the term) so I can get the call in number for my call/training session. I start having a serious hankerin for a Cherry Coke. Seriously, because I have one every day with lunch. I knew my call would last an hour and that I would be SOL since the cafeteria closes at 1:30. But then I remembered the vending machine that I knew sold 20oz cokes (universal Texas term for sodas), but wasn't sure if it specifically had Cherry Coke, which I could settle for a regular Coke if need be. So I get my wallet and toodle (or tootle?) on down to the concourse level and find the vending machine I'm thinking about and there is no Cherry Coke, but there is regular Coke. So I start putting in my change (because I never have cash) and I get to the last 25 cents, well I decide to put in a few nickles to help relieve the bulge in my wallet. No go, they machine stops accepting them, okay, plan B, put in 1 quarter to get me to the $1.50 total to fix my craving. No go. The machine spits out my quarter as it did my nickles. Okay, re-group. I hit the button to get all my change back and decide to put in all quarters (cuz I had used some dimes in there too) since I'm thinking that the change-a-mabob collector is full and I can squeeze in fewer coins (quarters) then dimes and nickles. Nope. Nothing worked. I'm seriously 25 cents away from a caffeine fix and the f'ing machine will not take my money. I swear there is a troll that lives in those machines and tortures us when we are needing a fix, be it caffeine or chocolate. I've got another story about the candy machine and Kit-Kats. Anyway, I finally give up the fight and stroll a few machines down to see what else is available. No more Cokes, but there is my other favorite caffeine drink - Red Bull, oh how I love the tarty-ness of a Red Bull. I seriously will drink them for the flavor alone. I bought a large one once and devoured it in about 5 minutes. I LOVE Red Bull. I just stopped drinking them because the vending machine asks a whopping $2.25 for a tiny arse Red Bull. I would even buy the 4 pack at the store for a while, but then I started having a problem paying (I think) $9 for 4 tiny cans of Red Bull. So I was able to get that instead of my $1.50 regular Coke. I think that troll is laughing hysterically at me because it got an additional 75 cents outta my caffeine feenin' arse. I did make myself slowly drink the Red Bull, to a point, once they get a tad warm they aren't as good, so I could savor the tart-ness. Now I'm still wanting my Cherry Coke, but will have to get one tomorrow at lunch - oh wait - I won't be here tomorrow, but on the road. Awesome...
