one of those days...

Today was just one of those days where I would rather do anything than go to work. So, when I realized that it was one of those days, I asked myself..."What WOULD I rather do than be at work...ever?" This is the list I came up with:

-eat a live cockroach
-wash and dry by hand 6 family size meals worth of dishes
-wear the same underwear 4 days in a row (it's summer people)
-talk on the phone for 3 hours to a foreign "customer service" representative to figure out a technical problem...but yield no answer.
-have 4 fingertips cut off right at the base of my fingernail
-write with a dull pencil - to where you can barely write because the lead is so low
-screw a rusty nail into my eyeball (righty tighty...lefty loosey...)
-pull all the hair out of my body...one strand at the time
-have the chicken pox - again.
-have my right arm dislocated by an angry Italian man
-sit through another showing of "Fern Gully" while a small dog yaps incessantly.
-sit in a room talking with a bunch of menstruating women
-have all the toes on my left foot sawed off with a hacksaw
-only have access to dial-up internet
-eat bad chinese and endure the resulting case of food poisoning
-sitting in a room that nickelback plays all the time
-only be allowed to watch the golf channel
-work welcome week with chris o'connor
-be forced to make handmade crafts - especially scarves.
-put my tongue on a cold metal pole and slowly pull it off
-drive behind a slow car everywhere I go for the next month. this car would drive 5 under, and i would be in a perpetual no passing zone.
-add another week every month to aunt flow's visit

That's all I came up with. Needless to say, rough day.

Look out later, there will be a post on China.