In honor of the 20th Post - Im retarded

Im actually gonna let "Black" take the reins and tell the story of my morning escapade, since I am sure he can describe the retardedness that is I, Hamsa is my Mantra, much better than I will. I think he can add a little flair of humor to an already hilarious taking. Beside, I am tired of telling it. I do want to explain that my name, Hamsa signifies the idea that I accept who I am with all of my ups and downs, good traits and bad. As popeye would say "I yam who I yam." This means, I fully accept that I am retarded.


Anyway, yes, I have officially taken the cake. Just in case you weren't aware of my oddness from any of my other posts. Oh, I also (while explaining and flailing about in demonstration to another coworker) dumped half my lunch on the floor.
In honor of my own "idiocracy" (this is not a democracy, or cheerocracy, its an idiocracy and I rule all) I brought my coworkers each a can of DC (or diet coke for those not "in-the-know,") that were banged up and deformed. Because you know what, retarded soda cans, like retarded co-workers need love too.