Aww, He's So Quiet

Editor's Note: This is the third post today, so if you're reading on the blog there are 2 more additional posts to follow for Saturday.

As you probably noticed, there is quite a lot that I have on my mind to talk about. Last night, the Socializer had told me, "Oh, Patty, she was singing your praises." Now, for those of you that porbably don't know (which would be almost all of you) Patty is the circulation manager at work and basically reminds me of mom. She's rather chatty and likes to talk about every situation that happens. Very personable. So apparently, I had a 2-minute conversation with her about how Socializer wouldn't go and take DayQuil for his cold this week. Yesterday, I hear, "Oh, Patty said he's really coming out his shell and he's making better eye contact." Just fantastic.

I pretty much accepted a long time ago that the Q word is following me forever. Even in college, when I was completely rambunctious and I was quite fun to be around (at one point, calling my editor Kimmy Bear in good fun after I "took her on a date to Sheetz.") Dr. P still said "He's so Quiet." Rocket wire has said we have completely opposite personalities (which he's right) and now everyone at work is like "Aww, he's opening up more." Of course, I'm also becoming more emotionally accessible I guess considering before I was "Emotionaly inaccessible" I guess that's flattering. I didn't really get it either.But that's cool. It's quite fascinating, too. Who knows.

I'll probably be taking some vacation time in July as my co-workers have given me jabs about consistently leading the group in hours worked. At one point, Adam has kidded me about how I never go home. I actually do go home as you can see by the amount of time I got today to blog while the hockey game is on in the background.

By the way, if anyone would know how to fix my broken chairs that would be fantastic. OK, that's it for now. I'm going to watch hockey.