Holy crap. There are f'ing weird people in the world.
I just had a student (for those who don't know, I work at a massage school...so when I say student, we're talking grown-ups here) talking to my coworker about a vivid dream she had. She goes on to describe in detail how this dream...she thinks it is her remembering her BIRTH.
Did I forget to mention that they were standing so close to my f'ing desk that their hips were touching it? Did I fail to mention that I could not freakin' tune out the story of her head "gushing through an opening"?? All while I was typing and trying to work?
Oh, I think I just puked in my mouth. (side note: I'm not so juvenile that I can't handle a story about childbirth...I just think this woman is a whack job for one. Secondly, are PEOPLE SO RUDE TO STAND IN FRONT OF ME WHILE I'M WORKING AND SPEAK LOUDLY TO EACH OTHER? No lie, I could have spit on them, that's how close they were.)
And I'm gouging out my eyeballs and eardrums as you read this.
Lord, help me. (fifteen more minutes to go....fifteen more minutes to go....)