Damn that person

You know who you are!   You’re that person that keeps leaving magazines next to the toilet at work.   I don’t normally go in there to do anything that would take the amount of time required to read a whole article.   But there it is.   Open even.   And it’s crap.   It’s always People or Entertainment Weekly.   Some garbage I don’t need to be reading when I don’t need to be reading.  It’s just so darn distracting, though.   So there I am, reading about Jennifer Aniston’s vacation with Courtney Cox, while my co-workers wait their turns, and I’m sure they think I’m doing something I’m not.    And then suddenly I realize, I’m supposed to be emailing Kyler (oh Kyler).   I feel like an idiot, because who cares who Jude Law is sleeping with really, and why would that make me lose my sense of my surroundings?   How is it that I so easily get pulled into sitting in that ugly orange bathroom, reading a magazine I would never feel the need to read in the real world, when I only need to be there for thirty seconds tops?   At least at my hair dude’s salon, there’s time to finish a trashy article.   I don’t understand.    I just don’t understand.

Current mood:  nerdy

Author: peggyluwho

What do you want to know? I'm a California native, and right now, I live 6 miles from where I was born. I'm single. I'm a feminist.

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