Today was field trip day at work and I got quite an eyeful. Now that I am back at home, snuggled in and watching gossip girl I am reflecting upon such field trips. Even in 2nd grade, they never were what they were cracked up to be- unless you were the lucky one who actually got to milk the cow at the farm. Today's field trip was no different. As I look back on life, I know I'll be happy that I spent 7 hours on my feet, touring public facilities that do amazing things on string budget- but for right now, I am really regretting the choice of wearing wedge heels over flats.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Hoy en dia
Today I saw a kilo of cocaine. I'm not kidding- it had a playboy bunny etched into the top and smelled oddly of decaying organic matter. Additionally on my day's roster: attesting that I never committed a felony, peering into the guts of a CT scanner and carefully ignoring persistent pleas for greater funding-funding which my office, and certainly I, do not have.
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i disagree. field trips were a great excuse to ask ma/pa for a sub from the friendly sub shop (tuna with pickles/tomatoes, duh)to bring for lunch (even though it inevitably was soggy by lunch). The sub alone was worth the trip to the animal farm the next town over.
While I do remember your egregious tuna sub demands, I didn't benefit from the family sub policy. I was the nerd w/ the bagged lunch and soggy white bread.
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