i found amusement this morning, lumbering to work on only 4 hours sleep (maybe less). i notice it every morning i'm on time, in fact, it's how i tell if i AM on time.
everyone that works the 6 am shift parks in the designated parking area. they walk across the large parking lot through the gigantos building. there's usually around 10 - 20 people at any given time doing this.
almost NEVER is a word muttered through this "ritual". it does not matter if you're walking next to your bestest friend in the whole wide world. it doesn't matter if you're so close to someone that they can almost feel you breating on their neck. it doesn't matter if you see someone that you had been trying repeatedly to contact over some matter the day before.
it's just a constant... parade... of zombies.
i started giggling heinously on the way across the parking lot today over the ridiculousness and comical view it was. this warranted a dirty look from a lady walking next to me, having thusly ruined her zombie trek. i giggled out what i thought was funny, and the look turned more sour, completed with a muttered "it's too damn early."
so. the daily I.C.E. Gallery March to Arms is quite a spectical to watch. just, um... don't approach the animals.
everyone that works the 6 am shift parks in the designated parking area. they walk across the large parking lot through the gigantos building. there's usually around 10 - 20 people at any given time doing this.
almost NEVER is a word muttered through this "ritual". it does not matter if you're walking next to your bestest friend in the whole wide world. it doesn't matter if you're so close to someone that they can almost feel you breating on their neck. it doesn't matter if you see someone that you had been trying repeatedly to contact over some matter the day before.
it's just a constant... parade... of zombies.
i started giggling heinously on the way across the parking lot today over the ridiculousness and comical view it was. this warranted a dirty look from a lady walking next to me, having thusly ruined her zombie trek. i giggled out what i thought was funny, and the look turned more sour, completed with a muttered "it's too damn early."
so. the daily I.C.E. Gallery March to Arms is quite a spectical to watch. just, um... don't approach the animals.
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I'm betting it's much more pronounced on Monday and Friday.
then into a guy that was trudging in for his 8 o'clock shift... i was like "oHO! so THAT'S how miserable and tired we look when we walk in!"
And you're thinking, "8:00?? You lazy slacker bastard!!!"
that's EXACTLY what i was thinking!
If you've never heard the Lamb ... Ooooo.. You're missing out. :~)
the title seems appropriate!
which reminds me, i wanted to call to see if i could rectify that.