Losing My MInd

And I'm still at the car dealership. Labanotation. Is that even a word? It has nothing to do with me being at the car dealership but it was in an email I got today and it made me laugh because it totally sounds made up. And god knows I respect a good made up word every now and then. I don't even know what time it is anymore. My phone died and I swear they don't have a single clock in this building. And I know why. They're doing secret government testing on unsuspecting members of the public (such as myself) on what time deprevation and really dry recycled air does to the mind. In my case it makes me crazy. Er. I'm pretty sure they're also behind the really irritating woman who insisted on standing in the cubicle thingy next to where I'm currently sitting, talking on the phone (actual phone, not mobile if that makes a difference) loudly, while leaning over the side of my cubicle thingy, staring at my screen. Not even subtly. I mean honestly. At least pretend not to be a total douchebag people. And her conversation wasn't even interesting. But I guess it's a step up from the woman who insisted on talking to me earlier while I was watching dvd tv with my ostentaitiously large headphones on. She told me I looked just like a mannequin. I don't know what to make of that. I think I said thank you. They have pretty good tea here but I've had 2 giant mugs already with about a zillion sugars in them so I'm thinking it may not be in my best interests to have another. I'm also thinking I probably should've eaten before I came here. But honestly, I had no idea it would take so long. I brought my portable dvd player to amuse myself which worked for a solid 2 hours but now I'm just getting antsy. They also have very nice floors here and good lighting in the bathroom. Which probably isn't actually a bathroom in the strictest sense seeing as how there's no bath in it. And their little kitcheny thing is really swank. But maybe a little too swank. It's much swankier than my kitchen and here I am giving them my money. I think I'd feel better if it were a little shabbier. They have granite counter tops. And shiny sinks. I have shiny sink envy.