Have I told you?

Had I told you how much I HATED my old job.

HATED, is not a strong enough word.

Despised, was made ill by, disgusted, drained, loathed, shuddered when I thought of the place.

Hated.It.

I never Facebook friend-ed anyone there like old jobs.  They sucked the life out of me all day, why o why would I Facebook friend them?

I immediately UN-LINKEDIN myself from them all when I left.  Like, THAT DAY.

My plan is, if I ever run into any of those godforsaken people, to pretend I have NO IDEA who they are and, "My name is not Lisa, you must have me confused with someone else."

And today?

I log into LinkedIn and there is a link request.

This idiot, who rarely spoke to me, that works there still asked to link to me and indicated I was her "FRIEND".

Ummmm, whuck?

No.

Nononononono.

You are not my friend little girl.

Ignore.

Ahhhhh.  Much better.

p.s. I know that it may seem childish, but really?  Those people would make Ghandi de-Friend them.

Why I hate Downtown St. Paul, Part MMXXII

I was going out of my office for a stetch and to deposit these darn tiny rebate checks I got in the mail...

I turn the corner at Macy's AAAAAAAND promptly am pooped on by a bird.

EWWW! Birds never shat on me in DT Minneapolis!!!

Luckily the bank I was going to was about a block from there, it was M&I and it is small, the poor lady there took pity on me and let me use the bathroom.