I feel like a loser!

So on top of mangling my hot glasses last week, I seem to have also lost my cell phone. I cannot find it anywhere. Now, I have 2 cell phones - the primary one I have, cause that never leaves my hand (lol). The secondary one - the one I used for business calls, but now hardly use at all - is missing. I was so tired on Friday morning that when I was transferring stuff from my khaki coloured purse to my khaki and army green handbag, I told myself I could not bother to look for the phone in the deep recesses of the bag just then. I would take the one I always use and look for the Motorola after. I got home, did not bother to look for it. Yesterday morning, I looked in my bag and it was not there so I concluded it was somewhere in my room, among the clutter. I just cleaned the room and the phone is nowhere to be found. I think I may have left it in the taxi cause I remember digging around for my keys and taking the phone out to get a better feel around the bottom of the bag. I am just annoyed with myself for being such a loser, and being so out of sorts after so much alcohol that I lost my phone and almost destroyed my glasses. Say no to tequila, friends.

edit: I found the phone, in the deep, dark recesses of the handbag. I swear, I was sober today! And congrats to the West Indies cricket team. What an awesome display of cricketing today, guys, especially after Friday's debacle. Keep it up.

In other news, I was telling PT last night about the guys at work and how all work stops, chairs turn and faces light up in interest, when I pass by to say hello. It's so funny, kinda cute, but ultimately a dead end. There is one dude at work who seems to be actively trying to "cop a feel" aka make a move. Not my type but he is cool I guess. I have not had much conversation with him but he always passes by my desk and says hi and makes idle conversation. So I see a friend request on Facebook from some dude I don't know. The photo shows a half naked man - some dude, from the neck down, in just a pair of skimpy boxers, taking a photo in front of a mirror. I said to myself, "Ugh. I don't know people like this" and clicked "Ignore". Yes yes. I am terrible but if you're just figuring this out, then boo to you.


So work dude comes to my desk and asks me if I saw his friend request, and I realise the dude who I have to call for help with my pc is the dude wearing Chippendale boxers on Facebook. I wanted to laugh, but I am too polite and told him yes, I saw it but explained that I don't add people I work with to my FB list. It's true though - I don't. It's the same reason why even if he were a Tamale kinda guy, I probably would not date him, cause I just believe in keeping my personal life and my work life separate. I have only ever dated one person I worked with and it was not too bad cause I left that place about 2-3 weeks after we started seeing each other. But as a general rule, I think it is an open invitation for conflict, gossip and farseness. So I don't want this dude all up in my business and him having my photos open for the entire company to see. When I saw the request the name did not even alert me - an indication of how little I know about this person. In any event, I would feel very odd adding a dude who is taking half naked photos of himself and posting them on the internet. I would hate to know this person is sitting in the dark somewhere, while on my Facebook page, doing God knows what with himself.