Frizzle-Dizzle

Well, its another Friday. As much as Im sure weve all said this, I swear, I could live EVERYDAY as a friday and working orientation.

Indeed, I worked freshman orientation yesterday. We had about 225 people show up, (at least while I was there), and for the most part, they were pretty chill and good enough people. There were a few funny things though.

*When a girl told me that her last name I was Williams, I gave her a cocked eyebrow and said, "I dont know, sounds made up...." She got an exasperated look on her face and said "WILLIAMS sounds MADE UP!?" I paused briefly, looked at her, and said "I was joking."

*A girl came back to our table from trying to set up her email account, saying that "We had done something wrong with her name." We showed her what we had on our list, to which she got very aggravated, and said "Guh! YOU MISSPELLED IT! I dont know why this is so hard! Its OSTDDNDSDHSKJCBNJCWXXXX." (all said in a rapid fire that I couldnt have followed if it were "Jones").

*At around 8:45, a gnat started buzzing around my face, the results of which pretty much cemented my position as "that High Functioning Retard who works in student records".

*Two kids came in separately, one a boy, one a girl, both with their mothers. She was cute, in that "funny girl" way, and he was, I dont know, a boy. When they saw each other, the exchange was like this:
(girl notices boy)
"Hey, dont we know each other?"
"...Gina?"
"Brian!"
(both)"Hey!"
(the mothers notice the exchange)
"And who is this, Brian?"
"This is Gina, we went to elementary and junior high together."(boy has the "bored, high school 'DUDE' thing going now, while the girl has the "funny girl, but shyly gazes adoringly at boy when he isnt looking" thing)
"Oh how great! And now you both go to TWU!"
(both kids) "Yeah."
"So are you staying at the dorm?"

I had to restrain myself from applauding and saying, loudly, "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaah! They're gonna be having sex in NO TIME! WOOHOO! Giggidy! Thats HOT!"

Oh, to be a freshman.

So, today I sit back at work. Work work. Sucky work. "Im Five Seconds From Blowing My Brains Out" work. Huzzah. There is nothing Id like better than to go sit on a COOL porch somewhere in a comfy lawn chair with a mint julep (or some other such nonsense) and my new copy of The Batman Handbook:The Ultimate Training Manual. Except maybe hang out with friends, or my beloved angel in Florida. Hmm.

Soon enough, my fiends (not a typo).