Night off
No real plot here. John is out for the night at the Vogue. No - not getting humbed by random women wearing hooker heels and titty tops. I hope. He is seeing the Black Keys with some guys. I am sitting on the couch watching a show about crab fishing and trying not to eat a bag of popcorn.
Mmmmmm...popcorn.
I worked this weekend so truthfully it is a relief to not have to do anything tonight. I do the same thing at the weekend that I do all week but it just seems so much harder and tries my patience more. I was thinking about it today, I dont know if it is because we have a skeleton crew on weekends, if there are less distractions (no meetings, no projects to break up the day - even less email) or because it seems like the rest of the world is off, or a combination of them all, but it seems worse. I will be glad to be doing training in a few weeks, a change is always welcome. I have been answering the same questions for a year now and some days are rough.
*Sidenote*
Why do people talk on the phone in the bathroom?!? Do people do this at your office? Because they do at mine and it is GROSS. What kind of people want to have a conversation with you while you are peeing (or worse!)? Not only that but they can also hear everyone else in the bathroom's 'noises'. And the germs!!!!!! That thing is right up against your mouth! Goo.
In other news we booked our vacation to England this week. I am really pumped to have it all booked. My parents are paying for our tickets which is pretty freaking sweet, but I am still worried about money. I think that I am always worried about money. It doesnt seem to matter how much I make - money is always the key thing on my mind. And I think that is the way that everyone is. I have started to believe that maybe being rich isn't really having shitloads of cash and fancy stuff - perhaps it is just not being worried anymore. Do we ever get that though? No matter how much most people make they always seem to live just at, or beyond their means. Perhaps we should return to the barter system and I should start by offering a chicken for my daily Diet Coke.
Mmmmmm...popcorn.
I worked this weekend so truthfully it is a relief to not have to do anything tonight. I do the same thing at the weekend that I do all week but it just seems so much harder and tries my patience more. I was thinking about it today, I dont know if it is because we have a skeleton crew on weekends, if there are less distractions (no meetings, no projects to break up the day - even less email) or because it seems like the rest of the world is off, or a combination of them all, but it seems worse. I will be glad to be doing training in a few weeks, a change is always welcome. I have been answering the same questions for a year now and some days are rough.
*Sidenote*
Why do people talk on the phone in the bathroom?!? Do people do this at your office? Because they do at mine and it is GROSS. What kind of people want to have a conversation with you while you are peeing (or worse!)? Not only that but they can also hear everyone else in the bathroom's 'noises'. And the germs!!!!!! That thing is right up against your mouth! Goo.
In other news we booked our vacation to England this week. I am really pumped to have it all booked. My parents are paying for our tickets which is pretty freaking sweet, but I am still worried about money. I think that I am always worried about money. It doesnt seem to matter how much I make - money is always the key thing on my mind. And I think that is the way that everyone is. I have started to believe that maybe being rich isn't really having shitloads of cash and fancy stuff - perhaps it is just not being worried anymore. Do we ever get that though? No matter how much most people make they always seem to live just at, or beyond their means. Perhaps we should return to the barter system and I should start by offering a chicken for my daily Diet Coke.