Well, poo!
One of my co·workers is going outta town for a bit and I volunteered to fill his shift for him. Took my boss a bit off guard when he finally grasped I inteded to work this guy's shift (he's part time and works days I normally don't) on top of my own schedule. Unforutnately, as de boss type person learned, there's apparently some California state law that prevents me from working 7 days with 9 hours each.
I'm less than thrilled about this but I had a sudden hope that maybe I could start going to the club again if I chose Wednesday & Thursday as to be the days from my shift I'm not working; or just the latter if they let me work 6 days. Sadly, this particular hope was quickly dashed when something suddenly struck me.
Why is it anytime I can work it so I can goto the club
Kumi's out of town? She's good people in that she usually gives me a ride home afterward. Works out nicely that we only live about a mile and change from each other.
Guess who just popped out of town again recently?
I'm less than thrilled about this but I had a sudden hope that maybe I could start going to the club again if I chose Wednesday & Thursday as to be the days from my shift I'm not working; or just the latter if they let me work 6 days. Sadly, this particular hope was quickly dashed when something suddenly struck me.
Why is it anytime I can work it so I can goto the club
Kumi's out of town? She's good people in that she usually gives me a ride home afterward. Works out nicely that we only live about a mile and change from each other.
Guess who just popped out of town again recently?