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Not only have I found a boot of Rufus singing "Between My Legs", I found one that was recorded at the Tulsa show I went to. Woohoo! Here is a link if anyone is interested; it is halfway down the page. Bless you, bootleggers!
In other news, work still sucks. It's kind of surprising how many people you can confuse by telling them their flight leaves at 12pm and they're like, "Midnight? I don't want to leave at midnight!" Nooooo. Um, that's not it. Another customer was interrupted by his wife about five times because he was spelling his name to me and she kept trying to correct him, incorrectly. Finally, he asked me to hold and I could hear him asking her, "Barbara, do you know how to spell your last name?" (I didn't hear the rest of what they said because I was laughing at them. On mute, of course.)
Also, fucking mosquitos! Die! *completely driven to distraction*
*eta: Mission accomplished. One less pest to worry about.
In other news, work still sucks. It's kind of surprising how many people you can confuse by telling them their flight leaves at 12pm and they're like, "Midnight? I don't want to leave at midnight!" Nooooo. Um, that's not it. Another customer was interrupted by his wife about five times because he was spelling his name to me and she kept trying to correct him, incorrectly. Finally, he asked me to hold and I could hear him asking her, "Barbara, do you know how to spell your last name?" (I didn't hear the rest of what they said because I was laughing at them. On mute, of course.)
Also, fucking mosquitos! Die! *completely driven to distraction*
*eta: Mission accomplished. One less pest to worry about.
