One pair of prescription glasses with just enough oomph to prevent eye strain from staring at a computer screen all day long. Last seen, um, I think at work on Friday. This morning all I could find was the empty metal casket I use as a glasses case (yeah...I am scary). They are about 11 years old so I probably need new ones anyway (or I guess I could go to Walgreen's and get cheaters) but that is beside the point.
Where the hell are my glasses???
Okay, even if you aren't from Chicago I am sure you have heard of Portillo's. (I think they even have some of them out in the LA area now for all the ex-pats.) Anywho, they are known for their hotdogs and their Italian beef. But I have also discovered that they should be known for their ice. I bought a large iced tea at 12:30 p.m. and there was still ice left in the cup at 7:00 p.m. when I got home. And not little flimsy pieces. Actual chunks of ice. I didn't know if I should be impressed or scared.
Seriously, to the person who put the World's Finest Chocolates with Almonds (and I know you read this) in the candy dish - I hate you. And here I thought my kryptonite were Tootsie Rolls.
I can't tell if people at work are getting sick or if it's allergies. Either way I think I will start wearing a HazMat suite to work tomorrow. There is nothing worse than being sick when it is nice outside.
~ The Office Scribe