Because it’s Monday and I’m late for a hot date with NyQuil.
1. I started out the day at Corporate Behemoth by being in the elevator from the garage to the lobby with a coworker who evidently didn’t apply cologne this morning. He bathed in it. My dry, sad little nasal passages were screaming in agony. And then, Fragrant Coworker and I were, of course, on the same elevator from the lobby up to our offices.
I think he thought I was being rude by not chatting. I was holding my breath.
2. Does anybody else think it’s sick and wrong that this evening’s programming on We: Television for Women included Sleeping With the Enemy – a scary-ass movie about an abusive marriage – followed by several hours of Platinum Weddings and Rich Bride, Poor Bride?
Just me? Oh. Ok.