Yesterday was weird. Our storage room was getting overrun with donated baby stuff, so my boss declared yesterday a clean-up, staff meeting, fun kind of day with no clients and casual dress code. The day started on the wrong foot when the office manager and my boss were going round about my boss buying donuts for everyone but herself. My boss said that she would eat donuts when she was as skinny as the office manager. The office manager is 5’9” and 120lbs—she has a model’s figure that is pretty unrealistic for the rest of us. My boss is about 5’2” and I couldn’t even guess at her weight. I would never describe her as fat, but she is very curvy. I stated something about Darcy’s figure being unattainable for most of us and the boss felt the need to inform me that at one time (20 years ago) she weighed 105 lbs and she had a figure much like the office manager’s. Later she got mad at me for calling her dream yellow Hummer a retard bus. She told me that she’s had just about enough of me. I had said the same thing before and I wasn’t trying to imply that she was stupid, I just think Hummers are stupid and a bright yellow Hummer does indeed resemble a special ed school bus. I suppose I should learn to shut my mouth.

Last night, I went with Linda to an informational lecture on Wellbutrin. The lecture was really interesting. I had never learned how Wellbutrin worked before and I love that stuff. I got a free dinner out of the deal (gosh I ate a lot yesterday) and some pens and a notepad. The psychiatrist who gave the lecture was satisfactorily eccentric and funny. The drug rep very cute and married, but nevertheless, hitting on me. He told me that I should apply to be a drug rep. I may have to give that some thought. They make very good money. They get to learn about drugs all the time. I could get very interested in that. I would also have to be nice most of the time which could get to be a drag. I just don’t know if I am capable of being that consistently nice. I guess for starting pay in the upper 60’s, I could try it for a while. Something to think about, anyway.

Well, I guess I should get some work done.

Love to all.