When you have nothing to say.......

Recently read that you should not post anything when you have nothing to say, but also read that you should write whatever comes to mind. Everyone has an opinion... I know, that's not an original line either.

Actually doing lots of work at Bank X since I was planning to go to Boulder next week. Turns out one of these numnuts I work with decided to also take a "last minute" vacation. His fucking 4th in the last 3 months by my count. What the hell? How many vacations does this guy get? Don't matter though, can't change the dates this time around like I did last time since Gay Husband's brother is expecting us and Gay Husband already took leave from the coming corpses of next week and the dog has found a nice home to stay at while I'm gone. Too many things are in place so numnuts is gonna have to grovel and beg to Napoleon tomorrow. Apparently Napoleon already approved it, thing is Napoleon doesn't remember what he had for breakfast much less when anyone in his department is scheduled for time off- and numnuts is well aware of this and still his only answer is "I asked Napoleon and he said no problem."

Whenever anyone mentions vacation to Nap it's like a bell goes off in the parts of his cerebrum that still kinda function -he immediately breaks into his own versions of history lessons based on his numerous trips to France, Italy, Japan, blah, blah, blah. It was great the first few times I heard it- much like everything else that spills out of his mouth.

"Have you ever been? No? You should go. Italy has the best food, all you gotta do's make sure Mama's in the kitchen and you're good to go. And France? They have the best butter. I probably ate five loafs of bread and butter each morning for breakfast when we were there last month. The people in the bakery down the street from our condo knew us. I don't speak French, but you don't have to, you just have to be cute about it. I think I gained 10 lbs but I lost them already see? Have you ever been? No? When I..............."

And I'm thinking: "Look I was just letting you know I'm not gonna be here. Besides, with what you guys pay me the only Paris I can afford is in Tennessee or something so shutup about your vacation already. I don't care about the tower or the Louvre in France or the Piazza in Italy. I saw the pictures already. Gimminy Fucking Cricket. Shut up."