There are days when I am literally dumbstruck at just how well my Jenny knows me.
This was a few days before Christmas and I loudly proclaimed, “THAT is what I want!!”
Jenny looked over, shook her head and just said, “Ok?”
Nothing more was said but I knew that come hell or high water, that calendar would be mine.
The next day (yes, I said the NEXT day) Jenny gives me a small white box. I open it up and find….. MY CALENDAR!!!!
Apparently, she had discovered it weeks before and knew I’d want one.
Well, I brought it to work. Yes, we have the standard, boring, mass produced calendars but no office is complete unless you have The Bloggess’ wit adorning your wall.
Now I did have one tiny complaint. It kept coming apart. My guess? Wil Wheaton actually did do all the collating.
I work in an office. I have a secretary. And yes, we have a collating machine. So I did what any responsible supervisor would do. I made her fix my calendar!!
Now, for anyone that has ever read The Bloggess, she can be a bit… well… Outspoken is the best way to describe her. With sayings like, “You’re the best kind of fucked up” one has to be a little tough skinned to see her calendar every day.
So, my advice to you? Get one of these!! You won’t regret it! If nothing else, when you are circling a date to remind you of your upcoming parole hearing, you’ll have some little sunshine to brighten your day!