Some people have too much time on their hands (READ: Me)

First came the Filipino prisoners:


And now the Greek Army:


This is way better that the Eurovision Song Contest.

What I am reading: The Paris Book Review of People With Problems. I have bought a massive amount of books lately (OK, honestly, most of them are cook books. It's a sickness with me). There are almost 2 dozen books in my "to be read" pile.
What I am listening to: MoZella - Say It Ain't So

The Racist in the Corner

I am very set in my ways and abhor change. I am very good at adapting to things, but if I don't have to I avoid it at all costs.

The folks in my office know this and conspire against me on a regular basis. If we get a new operating system I will not find out until after its been installed. This usually happens on Monday morning when I walk into my office and see things have been changed over the weekend. Fuckers.

Anyway, I went on a short vacation last month and they decided to hire an assistant for me in my absence. It wasn't news to me that I'd be getting some help. We'd been interviewing folks for almost 8 weeks, but I couldn't find anybody I liked (I have a college aged intern that comes back every summer and I love her. She's back again this year, but I needed someone who could operate in a different capacity and I didn't see anybody that fit the bill).

Back to the story...I get back from vacation and viola! There is a girl waiting for me in my office who introduces herself to me as the new assistant. Honestly, I was so desperate for help I was close to hiring the first person that walked in off the street, qualified or not. I didn't immediately warm to her and since that initial meeting things have gone downhill. Swiftly.

One of the first tasks she was given was to call one of my vendors for some information. Now since she shares an office with me I can hear everything that she is saying and I am cringing because she has no phone manners. When she ends the call she turns to me and says (BRACE YOURSELF), "That woman was so rude, she must be black". OK, at this point I was so shocked that I just could not find the words that I was looking for. I was rendered speechless. My first instinct was to hit her with something hard and heavy but there was nothing in my office that was hard enough and heavy enough to do the job. Not to mention that I am way to pretty to go to jail for a racist.

Now, I realize that an ordinary individual would probably have asked upper management to perhaps direct this girl to the door or even asked them to have her work for someone else. But I am not that type of person. I went to college in Arkansas so as far as I am concerned she is just a racist starter kit.

What I am reading: Nothing at the moment. I finished Harry Potter #7 in 10 hours. I read that thing front to back and I've gone back to read some select chapters. The book was really good (really, really, really good, in fact). The epilogue was not what I wanted it to be, but I'm a forgiving person. Also, damn; how did Severus Snape end up as one of my favorite characters?
What I am listening to: Ryan Adams - Two

Ummm, translation please

Ok, so I know I've been away for a while, but it's summer, so you know how I get.

But now I am back and I'd love it if you would tell me what this means (its an email about a boy I like, in case you can't tell):

he told scott that about you?
that does it.
you have completely broken that poor boy.
you vaginatized him sans vagina!

Is this the girl version of dickmatized (if you don't know what dickmatized is you need to head over to YouTube and check out Alexyss Tylor (NSFW))?

What I am reading: No Country For Old Men - Cormac McCarthy
What I am listening to: Suffer For Love - Mutya Buena