Walking to work, listening to “Xanny” by Billie Eilish. The sun hurting my vampire eyes.
This is what I was singing: Breathing in their canned coke
Instead of: still drinking canned coke.
Wow. Is this how my day is going to be?
Have a wonderful day!☺️🤗
A wonderful sunny day.
I had enough energy to get through my shift.
In a surprisingly good mood.
I had to work. Ugh had to dirty these lazy hands. And be nice! Totally against my nature!
I won “Perfect cone!” It had to be exactly 5oz and 4 swirls. Everyone’s mouth dropped in disbelief. “20 years of awesomeness!” I smirked.
“Becky won perfect cone?!” Derp was incredulous. He looked at me. “You won perfect cone?! You?!”
Everyone laughed.
I was reminiscing about my previous positions back in the day. “Ugh I remember when I used to clean the grease troughs” I began.
“Grease troughs?” Annie was puzzled “what are those?”
I pointed out the end pieces on the grill that caught grease when the grill top was being cleaned. Annie laughed “Becky, that’s not called a grease trough. It’s a grease trap.”
“No”
“Yes it is!”
Annie and I stared at each other. “Let’s ask my brother”
BVS also claimed it was a grease trap.
“It’s called a grease trough!” I insisted.
Annie smirked “fine, we will ask Derp. He will tell us”
I groaned. “No dont. He will explain what it is, how it works, the origins, he will retrain us!”
Annie ignored me and asked Derp.
Derp frowned. “Those are called grease troughs, the grease trap is downstairs.”
Annie stared at me, she was speechless “Becky, you were right!”
“Bro, I’ve only been working here for a millennia!” I shook my head. “Don’t you think I would know the difference between the grease trough and the grease trap?”
“No!” Everyone answered.
Sometime later Annie and I were singing various songs when she broke into “I wanna dance” Whitney Houston.
My eyes grew wide. Oh I love this song! Now I’m not great singer, im pretty sure I could shatter glass because I am so off key. It didn’t matter! I began to belt out the lyrics, while I danced.
“Becky! There are customers!” Annie stopped singing so mortified that I was now singing and dancing.
I shrugged and continued dancing.
“I think Cyndi Lauper sings this song” Annie remarked to another coworker.
“No, Cyndi lauper sings Girls Just Wanna have Fun” I interjected “Whitney Houston sing this.”
“Are you sure?”
Of course.
Everyone is obsessing over Kate Bush’s Running Up That Hill because of Stranger Things Season 4. Not me. I’ve been obsessed since Vampire Diaries-Placebo cover. 🤣
I love this song. I’ve been singing it all week 😂🥰
I’m happy it’s Friday.
It’s been a long week even though it’s been a 4 day work week for me.
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMLyDUB6n/
I read somewhere epileptics are highly susceptible to suggestion. They are also susceptible to Last Song Syndrome.
If a teammate would be singing I would join in. It’s as if I am compelled to!
It’s so much fun!
Drive thru musical!
(BTW- if I am anyone in this video? I would be the guy. 😬😂)
“how do you know that song?” Just because I am nearly half a century doesn’t mean I don’t know my pop culture, bro
Currently we are singing: TikTok virals
When I’m having a bad day and Backstreet Boys starts to play🥰
Makes everything better
I’ve been sick the last couple of days.
I was sent home early because I could barely make it through the day.
What is happening with my life?!
Frankly I haven’t had the energy to blog.
I just laid here in my bed, sleeping.
Fading like a flower.
I woke up humming Blue Skies by Ella Fitzgerald.
A little early for some jazz?🥰
My choir class covered this song when I was in high school. Blue Skies was one of my favourite pieces.
this version is sung by Brent Spiner aka Lt. Cmdr. Data -Star Trek. I adore Data! This was his favourite song!
Such fun whimsy
I have been getting sidetracked a lot lately. I have discovered I no longer enjoy my hobbies. I rarely read, write. Watch anime.
I had planned to spend the day watching some anime. I got sidetracked by updating my iTunes.
I wonder if anyone still has their CD collection! I do! Unfortunately I don’t have a CD player nor one on my laptop! would it have saved me some time if I had uploaded my CDs? 🤔
(I wonder if kids these days know what a CD is😂)
To my surprise, in my search for great music I found my Moby Dick. Ahem, DIC’s Sailor Moon soundtrack!
I was ecstatic!
It’s not on iTunes and not available on Amazon! I had it on CD. Previously on my iTunes. (Where did it go?!!)
A lot of weebs give DIC a thumbs down for dubbing (DIC was sensational 🥰) but no one argues that the music was phenomenal!
– life after treatment
Coworker was playing WAP while I was on break. I began to sing along.
He glanced at me sceptically “Becky, do you even know what WAP means?”
I scoffed “I knew what WAP was when you were in diapers! It’s wet ass pussy”
He stared at me scandalized “it’s so explicit”
Um ok. Should have listened to the stuff I listened to back
“But it tastes so good” he remarked.
I looked up from sandwich and grimaced. “Gross I don’t want to hear about what you and your ex girlfriend did!”
I shuddered at the mental picture.
“No Becky!” He protested.
“Well she is the only you’ve been with so..” I went back to eating.
I had that song stuck in my head all day.
“Seven days a week certified freak” I sang as I walked up the stairs “wet ass pussy make that pull out game weak”
“Oh my god, Becky no!” Out of nowhere Ethan’s head popped into the stairwell. “Why are you singing that song! Do you even know what WAP means!”
I stared at him. “Do you?” And walked past!
These Gen z kids think I am freaking Baby Boomer!
These kids need to educate themselves on music!
Freaking explicit! In my day your mind was blown just by the implication!
K’s new favourite song is Billie Jean” by Michael Jackson.
We were listening to it in car when my sister belts out “Janet’s not my son!”
I stopped singing and stared at her in disbelief. “What did you just say?”
“Uh Becky the lyrics say it’s “Janet!” My sister exclaimed.
I burst out laughing. “Why the hell would it say ‘janet is not my son?’ ”
She glared at me. “Listen to the lyrics, Becky!”
She turned up the volume. She began to sing and then quieted once “Billie Jean blah blah” and so forth began. “the kid is not my son!”
Her face fell “oh”
I laughed harder. “I seriously cant believe you thought it was ‘Janet is not my son!’ ” I howled.
My sister made some protests then K piped up, “Stop Trying to save yourself from the embarrassment!”
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