The things I thought about while I was at work yesterday.
"I'm what cha call one of those cougars" said my election official co-worker, they call me that because my husband is ten years younger than I am.
As I thought, um..... lucky boy, then I must be what cha call one of those kittens ; ) hahahaha
The first half of the entire morning she complained about not being able to take a break and go out to her car or maybe run to the store to buy a salad or something. As I'm thinking, "Duh, That's why they call it work, and workers generally have to be at work to be considered working."
I thought, "Why are you complaining? We're in a climate controlled building and the most taxing thing you have to do is to sit and ask people for their names and addresses. Who complains about a job like that? For me it was like a paid vacation from my housework and laundry. I was looking forward to getting away from the immature whining and complaining from children for the day but apparently I was wrong.
She asked me how many children I had and after I told her she said something rude and crude which I purposefully ignored but how could she have said something so mean to me after I had just given her quiche for breakfast?
As I listened to her I remembered that people are mean to others to build themselves up. It helps them to feel better about who they are.
While watching her I decided that I need to stop putting myself down because I'm a nice person and I love people and even though I struggle with my temper - I really am trying and if I ever had to choose between me and you - I would choose you.
If gay women don't like men then why do they dress like men? I thought they weren't attracted to men.
I don't appreciate it when an occasional voter stands in my personal space and leans in towards me to return his voter card. It's rude.
Co- worker Bob is a such a sweet man. He talks to his wife on the phone a couple of times a day and she packs pudding for him in his lunch but I tease him because she never remembers to send enough for the rest of us. I like chocolate pudding too Bob!
I'm told that if your wearing red, white and blue while working an election then you're automatically considered a Republican. - Who knew?