If there is something that is very cherished in my work space is my lunch time...I don't normally take my hour to have lunch...and I usually bring my lunch to my desk (I hate eating alone at a some lunch joint by myself...I'd rather hear the ruckuss of the phones and chitter chatter at my office)...but I do not like being disturbed...I dont like people hovering over my desk asking me questions completely ignoring the fact that it is hard to answer with half of a cheese pizza in my mouth...

Today I went to buy lunch and I encountered my boss' nanny (the lady with half a finger..see previous entry), in her car....(she was out all morning running errands) and she screams out her window that she is starving and to grab her some lunch..if she is out running errands..can't she get her own lunch i paunder...plus i'm on a tight budget..anywhoot..I pull up to get my lunch and I call her to know what she wants...so now she's like thinking hmmmm...what would I like?..jeez..'chop chop' decide already will ya...

I arrive with the lunch..i sit at my boss' kitchen counter..pull out my pizza (yes..i have an addiction to pizza ..sue me) and give the nanny her lunch...and she's like "oh ur pizza looks so good..and since i'm pregnant I want a slice" (she is 55 and is NOT pregnant..so her joke was no funnier than mine)

THIS IS MYYYYYY LUNCH...AND I AM STARVING AND DONT WANNA SHARE...

so i save her a slice..(well actually i took a slice and cut it into two...hey i got her lunch..wasnt gonna charge her for it..and she wants some of mine...HEEELLL NOO SHE AINT GETTING A WHOLE SLICE)...

so i'm chowing down and my boss is like giving me like a zillion orders..and the realtor walks in to ask me more questions:

(in the most obnoxious valley-ish voice) "like...sorry..i know ur eating but....blah blah blah"
and i just give her the most...are u really that stupid or are u playing pretend...and I just nod nod nod....

i eventually gulfed down my beverage (aint i fancy) and scrammed back to my office...

then the nanny pokes her head in.."are u mad at me?" (other than the lunch issue we are cool peeps {peeps: homey; friend}...

'well besides not knowing what to eat..making me buy u lunch and eating half of mine...we're good'

moral of the story : dont' f*ck with me when i'm on my lunch break...