I bought a mixer and now I HAVE to use it, right? So I'm making kouign amann. Which it turns out only uses the mixer for like five minutes and then requires approximately 100 minutes of shoulder intensive rolling. Good plan, Emma, good plan. I'm going to take the finished product to work in the morning, and I hope that it's going to counteract something that happened today.
See, here's the thing. Darling Crockett (YES we hang out all the time NO I don't know what it means) got me these really fun travel books for my birthday. They're the '36 hours in' books from the NY Times for Europe and the West Coast of the US and Canada, and they're full of pictures and teeny tiny itineraries, which I just love. They make it very easy to imagine 'well if I were to stop by Dublin for a weekend, I'd...'. So I had the books in my cube and Coastie came by, and then my super fun tall conspiracy theorist coworker who I can't remember if I made a nickname for came by, and then another guy who definitely doesn't have a nickname but is very nice squeezed in, and then our boss brought over her donut and settled in for a chat, and then her peer joined her.
Keeping track? Three coworkers and two bosses and me. In my cubicle, which I think is like one and a half feet by three feet.
So we're chatting about the travel books and them I'm showing everyone the instagram picture of my new mixer (see above) and then asking if they know where I can find a
- Member of the clergy
- Medical Doctor
- School Principal
- Bank Manager
- Police Officer or
who knows someone who knows me (Irish citizenship whoohooo) and yet another coworker stops by and says what's happening here?
And I say jokingly,
"Oh, I'm just holding court."
WHICH (to be fair) IS EXACTLY WHAT WAS HAPPENING.
Because I am loud and extroverted and no one else on my team is. That is why. That is a good reason. I feel like an idiot so I'm try to justify my loud mouth, can you tell?
AND THEY ALL CAME TO ME.
I'm sorry, that was too many capital letters. But seriously, they all came to my cube unbidden to hang out and catch up and then, when I said the thing about me basically being queen, they all looked askance. 'Well she thinks she's very special doesn't she' I bet they thought.
I am stupid and terrible and I am not the queen. Ok, fine. I am the queen. I am queen of the nerds and it is a position I am proud to hold.
Which I guess makes the kouign amann my let them eat cake moment.
That worked out, right?
(Also from Crockett - an Easy Tiger tote bag. Guy knows me, can't lie.)