I'm currently in LA on business, won't be back till Saturday morn. On every trip thus far, I have had the great pleasure of sharing my hotel room with my supervisor. Who is nasty. She is incredibly talented at her profession. But she is just one of dem ghetto bitches with no common sense. She recently got pink eye and being the germaphobe that I am, I'm evermore cautious of handling doorknobs, remote controls, and light switches. She is severely near-sighted. (Read: her eyes bug out. Far-sighted people's eyes retract) . So she likes to ask me how her eye looks, how her eye looks, how her eye looks. It's rather unpleasant. I should be thankful that I have not caught anything, and feel sympathetic towards her because I hate wearing my glasses too, but if I had a cold with a slobbery nose, I would not be showing her what my nose excreted on my tissue! Mind you, I spend every waking moment with her. Except in the shower. But when I open my eyes, she is there. I've gotten past her gas attacks, grabbing my stationery when hers is an arm's reach too short, and not returning them, and her hacking coughs without covering her mouth. But sometimes I get so frustrated with her narrow-mindedness the absurdity of her thinking process as well, that I just want to reach my hands up and fuss up my own hair. This morning at Quizno's on Hope Street, she told me about her encounter with an elderly Chinese man. She was alone (because I made an excuse just to be able to walk to work alone and not have to give my polite chuckle laugh along the way) and said he tried to talk to her. She quickly scurried away. She then started saying how men like that old guy probably used to be playboys and ran around with different women, but when theyre old and gray, they have no family and are very lonely. Then it's too late for them to start a family and their lives are really sad. Ok. To the average person they would shrug this off, but I have to listen to this crap every damn day!!! How the heck did she get this jumbo crap just from a guy trying to make conversation?? She later retrieves a Quizno's coupon and is looking at it and asks me, 'can we use this in ny?' and staring at me waiting for an answer. Am I the goddamn Quizno's MASTER? The coupon is in your goddamn hand. You're Chinese, don't play like you don't know how to read the fine print of a coupon!! And she waits.. "um..you should read the fine print, it always tells you there" ... super: " hmm...i dont think you can use this in ny..." but she sounds not completely sure, so I said lemme see it. and in the fine print, it explicitly reads: "Can be used in the indicated location only" Which is the Quizno's on Hope Street. | 
i am so delirious right now. 
