Everybody's Working for the Weekend

Questieanu Reeves people.

Does anyone know how much people who work at Victoria's Secret get paid?

Last night I was there cashing in my voucher for a free pair of rouched cotton hiphuggers that I received in the mail (because apparently even VS knows I'm poor and a sucker for anything free).

When I was "checking out" (didn't spend a dime), I heard the 2 cashiers bitching about how it was going to rain and they hated driving home in the rain.

While the one on the left with the standard VS assymetrical haircut said she had to drive about 30 minutes from home, eyeliner mcgee on the right said she commutes an HOUR!

I was stunned. I mean, surely there are places in her hometown that pay the same hourly wage right? Or does VS really pay people enough to make that commute worth it. I would think that you'd eat up at least half of your daily pay on gas alone!

If any of you out there are former Victoria's Secret employees, and this is some sort of untapped gold mine of a job, holla atcha girl. Because I also don't make any money, but at least I can walk to work!

*Random, random sidenote: The longest I've ever driven to a job was when I worked in DC and had to drive to Greenbelt, MD. Without going into a lot of detail, it was a temporary stint at a collection agency. And, omg, if I'd started this blog while I was at that job, I swear to god I'd be famous.

It was the most ridiculous place ever. Highlights include 1) Me eating lunch in my car everyday because people made fun of me for eating salads (it was a large group of women, and I don't mean a lot of them),

2) A lady randomly having a full fledged seizure and then just going back to her desk and working

3) A girl named Candy (yep, Candy) getting tandem frog tattoos with her mom, because "my mom is just cool like that."

Good times, I'm sooo glad I got that college degree.

Social Dough

I'm a little concerned.

I sent in my (very personal) information to the Social Security office to change my name almost a month ago. And even though they said it would only take about a week, I've heard nothing back.

Panera Bread Co., however, was able to get it right within 24 hours on my new "My Panera" card.*

Social Security office, if you're out there, try to remember the old federal commandment, "Thou shalt not be outdone by a local bread franchise."

Manly I'm just hoping that no one intercepted my documents, stole my identity, and is now living a parallel, totally uninteresting life as Mamacita in Mexico City or some other sketchy location.

*If you don't have a My Panera card and you go to Panera with any frequency, you should get one immediately. I have only made 2 purchases on it and already have received a free smoothie!

Bow Wow Miss Thang

One of my favorite things in the world is really overly specific things.

For instance, planning your Friday night and specifically not wanting to watch any movies directed by Ron Howard or with a cameo by his brother.

Or, wanting to be curled up on the couch, eating Indian food, while watching a marathon of Three's Company on a medium volume with the thermostat set to 68 degrees under a plush blanket.

So naturally, I was immediately attracted to this album cover from this Huffting Post article.

SONGS FOR GAY DOGS.

Because what self-respecting K-9 Queen wants to listen to Hip Hop or dogs for cats?!

Quote of the Day

"Excuse me, mink trumps felt!"

Intl Diva Sightings

Here are a few of the diva-inspired international sightings I stumbled upon.

Sporty diva in Prague - and apparently in flight?

I don't like what you say, so shut up.

Don't be fooled by the rotten yellow tape, divas pee to the right.

Back to life, back to reality...television!

Guess who's back in the mother diva house!?

Faithful readers, if you're still out there - I'm back to fuel your minds with deep celebrity thoughts and preach the gospel of diva.

While I tend to the giant stack of papers on my desk and get re-used to having chronic back pains from sitting all day, I will, first and foremost, be at your service with all random thoughts both domestic and international.

Peace, Love, and Divas!