Friday Foolishness - 2nd edition

I figured there was no other way to give you all this information without just continuing the craziness that was the first edition of Friday Foolishness. I really didn't expect that to be a catch phrase that I would continue using, but I just might. I guess you'll have to stick around to find out. Now sit your ass down and have a cocktail. It's 5 o'clock somewhere, right? I wish to hell it was here!

One of the girls at work came in and asked us if she could borrow some alcohol this morning. No, not the fun kind. The kind that burns when you put it on a cut. Well, I guess they would both do that. But you know what kind of alcohol I'm talking about!

Of course, I had to ask her what was wrong. I work in the safety department. I'm nosy that way. She proceeds to tell me a story you all will NOT believe. I know I almost didn't.

She shows me this place on her arm that's pretty red and tells me she thought she had a mole there... LAST WEEK! Okay, huh? I mean, I know everyone is worried about cancer and stuff, but looking at her arm it's obvious there was never a mole there. I've cut moles before, since I have them all over me. (Thanks for passing those down, parental units!) Those suckers bleed like crazy, I'm here to tell ya.

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So she continues on by saying that she noticed a couple days after she noticed the "mole" that it was a little red around it. She figured she caught it on something or whatever, so she put Neosporin on it and kept it covered with a Band-Aid for a few days.

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She uncovered it at work this morning to look at it when a co-worker saw it. The girl freaked out and asked her what the hell she was doing. She started explaining her story when the newcomer looked at her like she truly the dimmest bulb in the box. It was a freaking TICK on her arm.

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Let me say that again.... It was a FREAKING TICK! On her arm. That had been there for a WEEK! How do you not know a tick is chewing on your arm for a week in a spot where you could visually see it very easily? I mean, I could understand if it was in her hair or something. No, no I couldn't. But anyway...

She was actually treating the tick with Neosporin and a Band-Aid while it was making it's best effort to give her freakin' Lyme Disease. I just thought that was too bizarre not to come share it with you people. Do you feel enlightened now? Do ya?

Happy freakin' Friday, folks! I am soooo ready for cocktail-thirty to get here. That would be 4:30 to most of you who use clocks to determine when you get off work.