Ever notice how sometimes it's the stupidest things that really piss you off? The building I work in is locked until somewhere between 7:30 and 7:45, so those of us who get in early need a key to enter the building. At least two or three times a week, this woman who works for my company will be standing outside the door, waiting for someone to show up and let her in. One day I finally said to her, "You know, you could just get your own key," to which she replied that she did have a key, she just didn't feel like getting it out of her bag. Ever, I guess. Then what's the point of having the key? I guess part of it is that I like riding the elevator alone, so when I let her in, I know that I'll have to share it. But geez, woman. Just use the key. It can't be that much of a hassle. Lord knows I usually have to rummage around in my bag to find my key.
And to amuse you this Friday, Spider-Man 2 done with Legos. It's not spoilery, but it is fun.
Current song in my head:
"Are You Gonna Be My Girl" by Jet