Wackiness in the workplace...
Which is where I'm not today with my painful sore throat and an unwillingness to spread infection to my co-workers...
Anyway, a week or so ago, I was talking to my officemate. A good guy, a friend of mine, and we've even hung out together outside of work. A rarity for me.
He and I have a mutual acquaintance at work, a seventh-day adventist, and I think our mutual friend may be working him over for purposes of conversion. Fine and dandy, I don't really give a rip.
But, the time to which I refer talking with my friend, the subject of my atheism arose. This is also fine and dandy. I take the position that if it's OK for others to talk openly about christianity or being jewish or muslim, it's OK for me to talk about being an atheist. He particular topic this time was our calendar year.
His whole argument was that since I use the system of accounting years based upon the time following the death of christ, I am not a real atheist.

I was flabbergasted. I asked him which system should I use, and he replied from the beginning of time, essentially, an unknowable answer. I pointed out that people of Chinese origin who do not use the Chinese year are still Chinese, but this slid off him as easily as Quaker State off a duck's back.
I'm considering asking him for alternative names for Wednesday and Thursday...
Then, last week, I got cold in the office and I was told to eat more yang foods. Wha..?
See, I've made changes to my eating habits and combined with exercise, I've lost more than 50 pounds over the last year. As a result, I eat carrots, drink buckets of water, fruits, and other veggies throughout the day.
I normally run pretty hot. If I could, I'd probably have my house set to 65 degrees year-round. So, me complaining about being cold at the office was unusual. I was standing there talking with my hands thrust under my pits and hugging myself, and when asked, I complained about being cold.
This person, a former manager of mine, didn't comment on my loss of personal insulation, or the fact that I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans on a Friday, or that perhaps
the office air conditioning was too damned low in my office. She asked me what I had eaten, and I replied "two carrots, an apple, an orange, and about a liter of water" thinking that I just needed a hot cup of Joe. Instead, she gives me this yang comment.
