Awwww..

[msfledermaus]

...I got my picture taken a workies in my uniform with a group of sweet but determines Indian grandmothers:)

I love stuff like that.


I needed it, too...I was busily walking around one of the shows, moping away because I was at work and all my friends are off enjoying the beautiful weather. And well they should, with *no* moping from me about it...Sure, they can eat big turkey legs as the Ren Faire (insert small mope here) and take a nice walk around pretty towns (mope mope) or run around a campus somewhere in Sweden (mopeity mope mope) and sit around on a beautiful porch watching chickens (MOPE) and not have to worry about little old me, nope nope mope mope MOPE...


At least Mike and Gail and Emily are all working today...I told them about the sweet ladies, and somehow got onto a skit where someone was trying to take Gail's picture while someone else was sneaking up with a huge frying pan...Funny stuff. Also, the Critter-feud in the ladies locker room has escalated--Emily's creature Ertnog has not only stolen all of Gail's creature Mordred's loot, he has now EATEN Artie, Mordred's illegitimate yarny son. He's stuck in Ertnog's belly, with a little word bubble saying, "oooh, ooh, this really isn't good!" I nearly snorted water out my nose when I was checking out the lockers this morning. Must...take...more...pictures...



So there you are, whether you like it or not...

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[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

I always kind of secretly feel happy when tourists want to take a picture of themselves by or in our truck.

The people you work with are a hoot.