Did anyone else have their holiday weekend interrupted with work today?
The tyrptophan has not even worn of yet, and I'm back at the bank. Clearly, it is the slowest day of the year, as the Black Friday shoppers have no money left to deposit, and the sane folk are warm at home, eating turkey omelets and watching football. (Louisville's game starts at 11:00 this morning, in order for us to share our losing season with a national audience on ESPN 2. Suffice it to say, it wasn't too much of a sacrifice to come to work rather than attending the last home game of the season. It's like fourty degrees outside, so the weather is even less desirable than the dismal number in the Cardinal-win-column.)
In other news, I learned a lesson yesterday. If one wants to keep her blog semi-separate from her "real" life, mentioning said blog in a facebook status update is really not the way to go... especially on or near a Thursday, in my case.
Last night, my brother-in-law said, "So, it's TMI Thursday, right?" Before I knew it my sister was reading my post from his i-phone, with my mother over her shoulder, wondering what she was doing.
"Just reading something," said my sister with a grin.
(Thankfully, my husband was in a full-on turkey coma on the couch.)
Oh. my. God. Don't. show. Mom.
The tyrptophan has not even worn of yet, and I'm back at the bank. Clearly, it is the slowest day of the year, as the Black Friday shoppers have no money left to deposit, and the sane folk are warm at home, eating turkey omelets and watching football. (Louisville's game starts at 11:00 this morning, in order for us to share our losing season with a national audience on ESPN 2. Suffice it to say, it wasn't too much of a sacrifice to come to work rather than attending the last home game of the season. It's like fourty degrees outside, so the weather is even less desirable than the dismal number in the Cardinal-win-column.)
In other news, I learned a lesson yesterday. If one wants to keep her blog semi-separate from her "real" life, mentioning said blog in a facebook status update is really not the way to go... especially on or near a Thursday, in my case.
Last night, my brother-in-law said, "So, it's TMI Thursday, right?" Before I knew it my sister was reading my post from his i-phone, with my mother over her shoulder, wondering what she was doing.
"Just reading something," said my sister with a grin.
(Thankfully, my husband was in a full-on turkey coma on the couch.)
Oh. my. God. Don't. show. Mom.
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I have the hardest time imagining the Amber Murphy we've gotten to know and love on her blog working in such a staid environment as a bank. Well, we all live interior lives, I guess...
@ Trav - It IS odd that I work at a bank. My BA is in English, and I always planned on teaching high school. I don't like math, and I joke that being a banker makes the left side of my brain hurt.
My husband went to the bank today. Neeners.
Yeah, I think you may have yourself some permanent lurkers. That's too funny.
All I have to say is, separate FB!
I think that she is a brilliant writer who speaks from the heart no matter what the topic is. I also really enjoy the strikeouts!
So whether she is writing for personal reasons, emotional reasons, or because she sees it as a place to vent, that is not for me to judge... No permanent lurkers here... I prefer the term - follower :)
To Amber: Feel free to write away, because whether this is a secret or not, I'll read with a zipped lip and will always look forward to TMI Thursdays :)
By the way... if you need help with your gutters, you have my number :)