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What should have been a low key friday was marred by just some weapons grade stupid.

People afraid of doors at the subway tunnels: USE YOUR ARMS THE DOORS WILL MOVE! ITS A MIRACLE.

G bitching and MOANING that someone ELSE put a note on a bench saying "con ed folk, please clean up after yourself" G was "but she leaves her own desk a messsss OH WHINE! O WOE! and I said "so, its none of your damn business."

Then she would NOT stop pestering me while I was working away on rivets and every 15 min...SO I put up a "DO NOT DISTURB" sign.

WHich worked a bit too well, I worked right thru my gem lab time. les oops.

But this slow potato of a dude, seriously not in a "missing a chromosome" kind of way, he's just a titch on the slow side "Hey. what are these" he rifles thru my desktop at my baggies of drill bits.

"they're drill bits."
Ohhh. where'd ya get them? ( it says "LACY TOOLS" on the baggie.)
Laceys.
OHhh. So are they all different, you can't get them at T.O.?
"the ones T.O. has I don't like. I prefer these ones."
OOh, so, what sizes?
Theyre marked.
"So are you like, drilling rivet holes smaller than the wire?
Yes, that's what the assigment says to do.
"ohhh. So...you have different sizes than tech?|

oh on and on and on.

Please, PAW through my desk of stuff. Please...pester me.

My own fault, for not setting my alarm for lab, and somehow space braining it all but hey. I was working.

Song for the day: "Dive with me": Conetik. Just another cool industrial synthpoppy tune.