Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Today my boss told me she "didn't want to overload the clerk." Funny, nobody ever said they don't want to overload me.
I still haven't reached ex, but I think I know what happened. He's a hoarder, and he has piles of stuff all over. I think he nudged one of the piles and hit the "ringer" button on his phone and turned it off (he HAS done this before). And he never installed the answering machine I bought him so I can't even leave a message to tell him what happened. The only question is, do I laugh at him or strangle him when this is over?
I've decided to enter the Halloween baking contest at the office. I'm making brain cookies with bloody ooze -- okay, hazelnut-sugar cookies with red powdered-sugar glaze. I'm a much better savory cook than pastry chef, so I'm totally not expecting to win.
I chilled out watching an old Iron Chef tonight, but Chef John Besh was on it, and he's always enjoyable to watch. Terrific cook, sweet Louisiana drawl, and I haven't even gotten to his looks yet!
I hope I sleep well tonight. I really could use it. I suppose I could dream Chef John makes beignets for me -- or we could skip the beignets...