Possibly one of my favorite things to do in my day-to-day activities is make fun of myself. This happens to come in very handy, because, let's be honest, there is a
lot to make fun of. And if I just got embarrassed every time I did something dumb, I would be embarrassed the majority of my time. And that just wouldn't do. I much prefer laughing heartily throughout my day.
That being said, I did something really dumb yesterday. Shocker, I know. I had some leftovers from Oregano's in a styrofoam container that I wanted to reheat for lunch, and I've always heard that putting styrofoam in the microwave isn't good for you. (I have absolutely no idea if this is just one of those rumors that was disproved like 10 years ago, but I've never had the inclination to look it up.) I had planned in my head beforehand that I was going to get one of the paper plates from the kitchen where I work and heat it up on that instead. So I got to the kitchen, got a plate out of the cupboard, poured out the food from the styrofoam container onto the plate, and heated up my meal. It wasn't until I got back to my desk that I realized...
...the plate was styrofoam, too.
I know I've speculated about this
before, but my suspicions are getting stronger that Ralph the Night Hair Dresser (he's similar to the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny) not only makes my hair look like a tumbleweed for when I wake up in the morning (seriously, I think he gets a kick out of this) but
also dyes my hair brown every single night. There are simply no other logical explanations.
Have I mentioned logic isn't a strong suit of mine?