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How dare you give me the raspberries…

September 4, 2009

I remember watching Rachael Ray’s Chefography a while back on Food Network and thinking she was a complete loon.

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I’m fairly certain I just lost half my readers for even mentioning her name.  As I’ve said before – there is always a good story included with my random thoughts and quirky headlines.  For those of you out there who are in the “I can’t STAND that woman!” camp, I know you enjoy me enough to overlook this minor detail and stick around to read the rest.  And if not – get over yourselves.  There are plenty of other people I could name who are 1000-times more make-you-want-to-stab-your-temples annoying than Rachael Ray.  Trust me, you don’t want me to start pulling up YouTube clips. So just make it easier on everyone.  Sit there and read.

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[Back to  my point] How in the world can anyone love their job so much that when they get home after doing their job for 12+ hours, all they want to do to unwind and relax is more of it.  ??? Seriously…it boggled my mind and I was certain she was a big-fat-filthy liar.  Well my friends, record the date and time because I’m about to tell you something shocking.  Something so disgusting, so revolting, so unbelievably hard to believe that your head just might open up and swallow your face whole.

It’s.just.that.bad.

I am just like Rachael Ray.

Holy shit – I said it.  It’s out there.  No taking it back.  I couldn’t even if I wanted to…because it’s the truth.  I just came home from the most grueling – most insane – most stressful week of my career thus far and what is the first (and only) thing I want to do?  Sit right back down in front of a computer.  F*ck me.  When did this happen?  When did I become “that person”.  The one who loves their goddamn job so stinkin’ much that they leave it only to continue it at home.  Sick.  Seriously, too sick for justification.  So I won’t.

But what I will do is offer you all this little funny nugget.  As I was exiting the building tonight at work I noticed a little sign above the fire alarm in the main walkway to the parking garage.  Perhaps it’s only funny to me in the state of mind I’ve had to be in lately but I was so struck with humor over it – I had to stop and snap a picture.  Let’s be honest…it’s not like there was anyone around at 9:45 on a Friday night before the last 3-day weekend of summer to even give two shits what I might be up to.  And I’m pretty sure there isn’t any county code that was broken in the taking of this photo.  It’s not like I pulled the handle to find out what really happens in the event of triggering a “pre-action sprinkler system”:

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*Not only am I certain that “pre-action” has to somehow involve a circus car full of midget clowns with Super Soakers, but I am also pretty certain you can’t say this in your head without including a Hispanic accent.  No?  Just me?  Proof positive that I’ve been spending far too much time at work — around ‘The Rican’.

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One comment

  1. ” a circus car full of midget clowns with Super Soakers” … how fitting based on a truly SILLY sign!



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