La Vie Boheme

I don’t know if it’s just because it is a Monday or what but it seemed like everyone was especially mean at my work today. Me and some of the other people from my department went out to get lunch at an Italian restaurant. How was I supposed to know how to pronounce “Chicken parmiganna” or whatever the right way?! Well apparently I did not pronounce it right when I ordered my food and everyone laughed and told me I was wrong. And that I did not know how to say it. Well look jerks, I did not study italian in high school or even college so just shut up already and quit laughing at how I say things. After that happened I wish I would have just pointed at what I wanted because at least maybe then nobody would notice that I was d oing that. Instead they laughed at me. I felt so dumb and was not even able to finish all of my stupid chicken. Then on the way back someone started talking about what happened (I rode in a car with other people). I snapped a little bit and asked them to just not talk about it. And I guess my face went beet red because then they started laughing at that too. I wanted to tell them to stop so I could take a cab but I left my wireless phone at the office and plus I was too flustered to do anything so I just ignored them. Then as I was coming up the stairs some of the mean computer people were smoking cigarettes and one of them blew some smoke at me. GOD!

Also next time we go out to get food there again (if there ever is a next time except I think my boss will probably make me go with them) I do know how to say it, it is actually Chicken Parmasan like the cheese that Roger likes to put on everything. Who knows why they can not just have plain english menus. We are in America after all not in Italy.

And now I have to find what I am going to eat for dinner and I am not even hungry. GOD!

Listening to now: Gerald Levert - Men Like Us