Im turning into a peanutbutter sandwich

You are what you eat. Its not a bad deal, you could deffinatly trade me for some shark fruit snacks.

Today i got here too early, so i hung out with the shop workers while they kinda just made fun of me for being in spandex (i dont think they knew we were hanging out, i think they just thought they were making fun of me and i didnt know it, but there were some key signs i caught on to (laughting and pointing being the money shot)). Took a shower and actually used the soap from the dispenser this time and it really does smell like feet. thats ok, i washed my feet with it and was overcome with an odd sense of comfort with the whole entire thing.

oddly enough, this has been one of the best days at work so far, i finally am getting a hang of engineering again, and i downed alot more coffee than normal. moreso on the odd side, i got seriously angry this morning at a guy i dont know, thought it was going to ruin my entire week, but for some reason i am totally beside the whole issue now. heres what happened:

some guy tells me this morning that i cant bring the bike into the building anymore, and i will have to park it on the racks. i looked at him with my stuck-up spoiled kid side and said thats unacceptable, this bike is litterally my only real possession and i am not going to risk it out there. he said there had been complaints. now, before i ate his very face off, i made sure to realize that he is mearly doing his job, that being said:
1. who is this dude?
2. its a bike, not: a skunk, bam margera, wwe raw, deadly gas, a tank, noise maker, lighthouse, lumberjack, bonfire, entire globetrotter team, rotten eggs, a chicken coop, peter francis geraci bankruptcy info tapes, peter francis geraci himself, a picture of peter francis geraci, or the cincinatti bengals. i dont see the problem here, those things are all way worse. besides, very few of those things i could actually ride to work in the first place (although you can ride those info tapes right into the ground where i hope they stay).
3. how in the hell did i offend someone in the time i walk in the door till the time i hit the elevator button and park it on the 3rd floor. a 3 minute process. apparently i wrecked someones whole fricking day when i rolled my bike past them.
4. who was that dude?
5. ROCKET LAUNCHER
6. how am i still in a great mood?
7. i just cant get it through my head that its a monday

so yea, i sent out some emails that were uncharecteristicly professional, calm, reasonable, and spell-checked. now can park my bike under the stair case.... which requires me to come in the building in the same place, and essentially do the exact same thing as before except now on a different floor. i dont do logic either, but i feel somthings amiss.

i must say, any time i do insult or make fun of (so-to-speak) it is not serious, everyone here is very nice and helpfull and i have no problems with anyone, nor the place i work. it just stands that i am working and its nice to relieve alittle stress by making some jokes that i hope are harmless yet funny. you have to respect a person who can bring themselves to work every day with a good mood and attitude even when it rules so much of your life, but they seem not to be ruled by it. I just havent gotten to that point, maybe someday i will, who knows. As of now i figure i might as well work hard for these people out of respect, even if i dont like my job.

ok, done with that disclaimer. today is unusually good. so i figured i would get that out there. i swear i will never do it again.

donny and i figured out the difference between engineers and buisnessmen the other day. there is no time in an engineer's life that he can jump up on his cubicle desk, throw a few pelvic thrusts, and scream "yea baby, thats what im talking about, i closed that deal bitches! thank you and you and you and you (pointing at suprised yet extreemly excited coworkers), if anyone needs me i will be taking the rest of the day off." I also will never get to answer the phone and within 4 seconds be screaming "alright poindexter, listen here, im not taking your low-ball crap, either get me a mans bid or look for a new job." slam the phone down and go "thats right, i cant believe i just said any of that, im going to go throw up."

oh well.

have a great day all