When I woke up this morning I only had one thing on my mind. Finish Strong! I got all jazzy for work because I knew I was taking myself out on a date and I didn't want to have to come home and change clothes. Well, the office manager had other plans. After a year of wearing anything I damn well pleased to work, she tells me today that I am not supposed to have on leggings. Keep in mind I wear leggings all the time and so does my other coworker. Surely you can understand how this caught me off guard. Actually, it just plain old pissed me off. Who would let a person or persons break the rules for over a year without saying something if the rule was really that important? No one, so that leads me to believe she was just trying to f*ck with me this morning. That's all it was. The first thing out of her mouth was, "you look very nice today, but...." She was just being a b*tch, which is not unusual. Anyway, I work close to the job so I came home and changed clothes. When I got back she came to my desk and apologized because she called the boss and asked her about it and the boss told her that we have been, and could continue to wear whatever we wanted as long as we weren't being inappropriate. It's all good though, as it turned out that would have been a waste of a really cute outfit considering where I ended up on my Me date.
I went to this little bar and grill not far from my crib to get a drink, a bite to eat and watch some basketball and football. I'm pretty sure the waitress brought me a virgin margarita, but she claims otherwise. I still don't believe her, but whatever. The wings were not very good either, contrary to what I was led to believe. Then, just when I thought the night couldn't become anymore mediocre, in walks a group of loud, obnoxious middle aged men. Luckily for me they felt the need to sit right behind me. *rolls eyes* As I sat there and listened to them form complete sentences using only four letter words, it became painfully obvious that my Me date was going to end early. I'm a pretty easy going person, but I had no intentions of being annoyed if it could be avoided. I paid my check, endured a bit of harassment, and made my way home.
At some point over the weekend I will write a reflective post about all of the things I have learned over the past thirty days. Believe it or not, I actually did learn quite a few things about myself. Who knew so much could be accomplished in such a small amount of time?