If only every Monday, (actually every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday) I could walk into work and be surrounded by these fine looking gentlemen, my life would be a lot more exciting than it already is.
And the obsession I have with secret service agents still lives on.
Having them surround the Ronald Reagan Building on Monday made my day{slash}week. I'm never afraid to walk right up to them and begin chatting away as if we're BFF's. Secrets out, I. WANT. TO. BE. THEM. But, I realized, I'd never be able to focus at work if I they were my colleagues. I'm far too attracted to secret service agents that they'd be nothing more than a distraction in the work place. Let's face it, my emotions would be running wild. Is that wrong?!
5 comments:
That made me laugh. Outload. At work.
hahahaha! love. it.
you have issues.
not saying that I don't have them. they just don't have to do with secret service men.
Hahaha. That has to be one of the funniest thing's I've read.
All I can say is... Amen, Sister. Amen.
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