Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Things a Girl Wouldn't Do

Well hello everyone!  

I feel like it has been so long that I haven't been all "my trip this" and like "my trip that" and then "did you hear, I'm going to Paris!" or maybe "you might have heard I just got back from France?"  I'm surprised you haven't all deleted me from your bookmarks and rolled your eyes day after day.

THANK YOU again for sticking by me and all of your encouragement and excitement!!  I promise to be as equally annoying if not more so when I figure out where I'm headed next.

If you're new to SSG, first of all--WELCOME and thank you for coming by!  I have a lot to catch you up on, but first and foremost--WORK.  Some of you mentioned that I haven't talked about the guys I work with in a while.  Since I aim to please, this one is for you!

For you peeps new to SSG, I work in finance and am only one of three female analysts in our office.  Therefore, my little work posse happens to be dudes.  Here are a couple of posts to give you an idea of what I put up with.  Click here & here.

Most of the time they crack me up, occasionally they make me want to rip my hair out and then there are days where I just shake my head and think, "A woman would NEVER do that."

Example #1

I got off the elevator last week and as I was walking down our very long hallway I noticed five or six of the guys I work with congregated around the door to our office.  

"What's up?"  I asked one of them.
"I'm going to see if I can sprint fast enough from the elevators to the front door to make it before the door closes."
"Did you lose a bet?"  
"Nah, I just want to see if I can do it."

Example #2

"SSG!  We're going to lunch and you're coming."
"Where are we going?"  I asked.
"Portland City Grill.  R swears their clam chowder is better than Moe's."

Readers, SEVEN of us went up to Portland City Grill--a restaurant on the 30th floor of a large skyscraper in downtown Portland (with prices to match the view).  We were to have what was apparently going to be a much discussed and thoughtfully planned Clam Chowder Smack Down.

We all piled into a huge booth, everyone vying for their position next to me so they wouldn't have to sit too close to another guy.  We start surveying the menus and I throw out "did anyone check if they even have clam chowder?"

"Who doesn't have clam chowder on Fridays?" they all looked at me as if I had asked if they still had their penises.
"I don't see it on the menu," I point out just as our waitress comes to the table.
"Oh yeah," our waitress says nonchalantly, "we've never served clam chowder."

5 comments:

Big Hair Envy said...

Men. You can't take them anywhere!

I have some homemade clam chowder in the freezer.....hhmmm...wanna come over for dinner and try mine?

Living on the Spit said...

That is so funny...we have the same stuff here.

Don't ya just love them? I burn yankee candle melts to use as boy repellent!

Marlene

Candy said...

Oh god that's awesome! Typical MEN! A woman would not only have called to get a reservation, directions, good parking locations and a dress code, but she'd ask what the specials are that day. And she'd definitely find out about the clam chowder.

Wah-Dah-Tay said...

I shall plead the fifth at this point.

Good Day Ladies!

belladella said...

The penis comment has just about made my whole week!