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Wallpaper...
Feb. 9th, 2001 09:42 amToday's clothing choices were: Cranberry-red leggings, (my warmest) long warm black skirt, extra black socks, white tank top, black warm shirt, extra sweater in the backpack, and the Union coat with the black wool cap and gaudy red-and-black scarf that doesn't match. It is seriously cold again this morning, biting wind and freezing temperatures making it a layering kind of day. In the elevator going to the lobby, I see that the Wallpaper Asshole has struck again...
The trim at the top pf the elevator is a blue, black and silver art deco wallpaper--pretty innocuous stuff,not particularly ugly, just there, being blue and silver. Some unidentified person who is usually called "Someone" (Or in my case, "That Wallpaper Asshole!") has taken it upon himself to be an interior decorator-critic by ripping huge chunks of it off the wall and throwing it on the floor. Half the wallpaer has been stripped off, partly by the management preparing a patch job, or by "the Wallpaper Asshole!" Who will not rest, apparently, until it's all gone. This morning, you could see the small ripped bits at the corners where the Wallpaper Asshole was looking for a weakness.
It's a strange, disquieting battle to be an innocent bystander in. Who will win? The management has lots and lots of the same pattern of wallpaper all over the building. Will the Wallpaper Asshole tear at the hallways? Will he/she be caught due to a careless fluke? I hope so--the wallpaper really isn't so bad....
Meanwhile at work, the Invading Ventura forces have commandeered Nothing-Rhymes-With Guthrie, and they have a lock on the neighborhood. It's going to be, ahm, interesting at work today....
Ms Fledermaus, wishing you a Happy Friday!!!!!
(Muah!!!)
The trim at the top pf the elevator is a blue, black and silver art deco wallpaper--pretty innocuous stuff,not particularly ugly, just there, being blue and silver. Some unidentified person who is usually called "Someone" (Or in my case, "That Wallpaper Asshole!") has taken it upon himself to be an interior decorator-critic by ripping huge chunks of it off the wall and throwing it on the floor. Half the wallpaer has been stripped off, partly by the management preparing a patch job, or by "the Wallpaper Asshole!" Who will not rest, apparently, until it's all gone. This morning, you could see the small ripped bits at the corners where the Wallpaper Asshole was looking for a weakness.
It's a strange, disquieting battle to be an innocent bystander in. Who will win? The management has lots and lots of the same pattern of wallpaper all over the building. Will the Wallpaper Asshole tear at the hallways? Will he/she be caught due to a careless fluke? I hope so--the wallpaper really isn't so bad....
Meanwhile at work, the Invading Ventura forces have commandeered Nothing-Rhymes-With Guthrie, and they have a lock on the neighborhood. It's going to be, ahm, interesting at work today....
Ms Fledermaus, wishing you a Happy Friday!!!!!
(Muah!!!)
