Day 204: Stay In.

Oh Friday, Friday, Friday, how you've become the most entertaining day of the week for me. At work, I feel like everyone brings out their looney because they have had it and are just ready for the weekend to start. Including myself. 
So because I missed the copy machine training while I was in New York for Kitty's wedding and not to be left out in office festivities, the representative was "invited" to come back to review the new machine functions for me. Exciting stuff. I stood in the tiny filing room with a middle-aged man named Jacky and watched him make photo copies. One page after another. I had to stop him after the 50th copy of scrap paper to assure him that I got the gist of it. Clémence who has this irritating habit of asking questions with British inflections meanwhile she is from Connecticut, interrupted our session to ask me when I have a chance if I could help her with the stamp machine that was once again off-balance. She never ceases to irritate the shit out of me. Moving on...
Another highlight of the day was when the other administrative assistant whom I actually have no qualms with told me that there have been comments made about my stapling and that perhaps I should be re-trained in assembling and stapling documents. I thought nothing could top her telling me last month that she was more advanced at mail-logging than me, but I was wrong. My stapling inadequacies definitely one-ups the fact that she is better at recording mail activity than me. I accept defeat.
To add some festive cheer around the office, I played my favorite Italian holiday classic "Domenick the Donkey" because I horrified everyone with Gaga's clever yet completely ridiculous and over-the-top video for "Marry the Night"/ No one else seemed to be entertained by the fact that she is completely freaking out with Cheerio's in her bedroom. Come on, that's entertainment, people! "Anyone can do that," my co-worker Brian flatly commented, "It's not like no one has ever had a fit with cereal before, I saw my baby cousin do something like that on Skype like two weeks ago." He rolled his eyes and quietly walked back to his desk.
It's Friday night and I cancelled my dinner plans to stay in, take a hot bath and watch Love Actually. Again.
Bon week-end!