I’m a little bit on edge today. Not a superstitious sort, but since almost everyone else is, I’m afraid people will realize it’s Monday the 13th and that it will become a self-fulfilling prophecy. With me as the target.
I need music this morning. So far, I’ve heard:
- Cheap Trick, “Just What I Needed”
- Queens of the Stone Age, “Go With The Flow”
- The Offspring, “Denial, Revisited” (about which I’ve blogged before)
- Eddie Money, “Take A Little Bit”
- AC/DC, “Shake A Leg”
- The Killers, “Change Your Mind”
I’m just playing whatever’s on my iPhone all shuffle-like. It’s a tonic for a crappy morning. My Republican co-worker (about whom I’ve blogged before), who normally rants to Ken, was poking around my cube because Ken isn’t here on Mondays. But since I have, in fact, laughed in my Republican co-workers’ face when he’s tried to spout his bullshit at me, he’s much more cautious. He just saw me in my scarf and asked me if I was cold.
“Uh-huh” I mumbled without making eye contact. He got the message.
I spent maybe 15 minutes hunting down a spare set of speakers that I could plug my iPhone into. Luckily there’s metric tons of unused computer crap around here, because my team is the one that collects all the unused computer crap around here. The only speakers I could find had a mini-plug that wouldn’t fit into the recessed iPhone jack, which is to say it had a perfectly normal mini-plug just like 99.9% of all mini-plugs made. Silly Apple! Making their iPhone so damned sexy that it only takes a special “standard mini-plug”. So I had to carve off some plastic on the plug. Then I was missing my power cord, so I had to borrow Ken’s. He’s not here on Mondays (smart boy). Then I spent a few minutes making sure the cords were wrapped and put away nicely (I keep all my cords neatly bundled for aesthetics).
And now, I’m set for some boring ass work. Yay. Mondays.