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Happy UN Day for Women's Rights and International Peace

Holidays can be great. I know that most of them are just ploys planted by greeting card companies so that they can sell more cards, but you know what...sometimes it feels good to be a sucker. Not only is today UN Day for Women's Rights and International Peace, but it is also:

International Working Women's Day
Organize Your Home Office Day
International Women's Day (Russia)
Unique Names Day

Can we just take a minute and talk about Organize Your Home Office Day? W(ho)TF made that up? I mean, I can understand International Working Women's Day or even Unique Names Day...you gotta celebrate names like Dikla or Myleen at least once a year. But Organize Your Home Office Day? Huh? That's just hullabaloo. It's as if some lazy ol' rich guy (it's always men doing stupid things) decided that he really needed to organize his home office and because he was so lazy and such a procrastinator, decided he would do it on Thursday. Well, it just so happened that that year, Thursday happened to be March 8th and since he had a lot of money, he made the decision to patent the day with the ridiculous holiday. This way he was sure to actually organize his home office. I mean, really now, if you're gonna go through all that trouble to make a national holiday out of your chore, you best follow through with it.

And speaking of March 8, 2005....

What is D*Day? I think it was some time last summer...Andrew and I were sitting around the office shootin' the shit...like we do...and we were talking about something...and there was something about a date...and we didn't want to write it down because we didn't want people to read it and know....so instead we made this sign as a reminder...and hid it behind a hanging shirt behind Andrew's door...and then...well, we forgot about it....until...until 2½ months ago when Ed finally took back his shirt and well.....there was this sign. And we've been racking our brains trying to remember what it meant. This morning when I got into work, I was writing down the date in my notebook when it dawned on me. Today is D*Day...and we don't even know what it means. Was it a prediction? A deadline? We think maybe a deadline. But what for? For the life of me I cannot remember (what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise). If it was a deadline, so much for meeting it. It's really eerie...knowing something was supposed to happen/be on this day, but having no clue what it is. I feel like the 8-year-old who plants a time capsule and then forgets one week later where he buried it. It's so frustrating. I need to know what it means!!!

This whole D*Day thing has really put a damper on my day...not in a depressing/sad kind of way, but rather as an unfulfilled/unsatisfying day. D*Day is lurking over me and I don't know how to tell it to go away. Well, I do know how to do that....it's just that I can't because I don't know what it is. Can you tell how much it's bothering me? I've spent 2 paragraphs saying the same thing over and over again, just in different ways...I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS!!!

This is how OCD I am regarding my desk. I came back from lunch today and someone had messed with my desk and computer. They hanged my bottle of Purell with a note that said:

WATCH
YOUR
BACK
GAM·O

-the
germs

FREAKY. And then they messed with all my settings on my computer. They minimized the pixels of my Screen Area which made the screen HUGE and changed the color scheme of my title bars. They moved around all my icons on my desktop. It drove me nuts because I couldn't get it all back to normal...not exactly the way it was. So Andrew comes to my desk and tries to help fix everything, but in doing so closes out a couple of my windows. I almost threw a tantrum. I told him Don't You Dare...and he did it. Bastard. Of course I had to restart all my programs to make sure they were back in the correct order on my toolbar. Breathe Mollie, just take a deep breath.

Posted by Mollie Gamo at March 8, 2005 12:15 PM | TrackBack