Need a new reality

Robin is right. The humidity was like molasses. I was very tired today. I don't know if it was the diet or upper body workout that got me drained. Humidity usually makes me slower, but not tired. Missed Susan, but Jan came back from San Diego. Get this: 60 degrees, overcast with a light breeze. Now do you see why I miss California?
Nothing exciting happened today. Ran around my apartment this morning - I was late for work. I couldn't find my keys. Finally backtracked. Found them in the garbage...don't ask. Luckily my clothes were worn on the proper side facing out. Loaded up on Soup and Salad at Olive Garden for lunch. Mmmmm. I'm going to have to take a trip to Italy one day for the real stuff. On the way back to work, saw an old VW convertible, which led to the thought: 'Why do bald men drive covertibles?' Then I got a little worried. Paranoid is what my friend called it. It has been a month now without anyone being fired on Friday after their afternoon break. For some reason that thought crossed my mind while working. Just then the shop door opened. I glanced up to see the Human Resources boss staring directly at me. If my thighs weren't so big and wide I would have fell out of my chair. She lingered in the shop for a bit, partaking in idle chit chat. Could this be a sign? She left without a word to me. Later I saw her partner in crime leaving. I nonchalantly said, "You know tomorrow is Friday. Are you guys planning on firing someone?" Now, had that been me being asked such a question, I would have assured the person that that was an absurd idea and put the employee's mind at ease. Instead, she gives me one hearty laugh, to which I wait for the punchline she obviously was the only one privy to. Silence. No response. She merely looked at me and smiled. The nerve. So I told her that if I was next, they'd have to come find me, because I wasn't going on my afternoon break like the others did. I may be crazy, but I just got a gut feeling someone is going to be "let go". I'll tell you Saturday if I or anyone else's 'services were no longer needed'. Sometimes I wonder if I am actually on a reality show, but don't know it.