Today, at work, we got to dress casually if we donated a pair of jeans to the homeless. PERFECT… because I got the blue jeans with the 42” waist that I no longer need.
As part of this activity, pizza was bought for everyone in the company… BOOOOOO!!! Nothing like the smell of pizza wafting through the building! I know that I can have the occassional pizza, but not in the middle of the week. I’d rather not indulge on Wednesday afternoon… I would rather wait for the weekend. But DAAAAANG!!! I needed to take my lunch and leave the building until the smell subsided!
I wouldn’t want to work in a restaurant!

