Busing to Work
I had been told that I would have a work project this morning, but before I was able to leave I got a phone call telling me that there wasn't any work. So I called back later, once the manager was in, and she told me that there was a project, but it would need to be cleared with the Elder Gods before she could tell me anything more about it. She would call me back after the appropriate sacrifices had been made.
So I puttered around for an hour or so (after getting to sleep in, hooray!), and then she called and told me to come in.
It was a lot later than when I usually go into work, so I took a different bus combination. It's always interesting, taking new bus routes. It's always interesting to take a different route. You see new places, new people. You have to pay attention. They say that change and new things are great ways to avoid depression, and I believe it. There's that little spark of interest that fires your brain. In a good way.
I was early leaving the house, but I saw a bus coming and ran to catch it, because only one bus route goes along the street. Me, with a bad knee, sprinting over the ice to get to the bus stop. Then I saw that it was one of the ghost buses. I wish the "Not In Service" signs were easier to read from farther away. Don't get me wrong, I think the ghost buses serve a valuable purpose. After all, ghosts won't get to where they're supposed to go on their own. And it's very important to transport broken hearts, ambitions, dreams, and lost mittens. I understand the negative repercussions if these things were left to find their own way. I just wish they'd schedule the ghost buses on different routes than the regular lines, to avoid confusion.
I ended up getting in to work around 11 AM, but not having had the time to really get much else done. When I got to work, I found that NgithOwl's head Elder God has let it be known through numinous signs that the business needs to expand its assets in order to survive in these difficult economic times. This expansion should involve the hiring of several thousand new employees, including those skilled in firearms, swords, and martial arts. I think I may be able to persuade them to give me a part-time supervisory position, though I'd have to move to Asia.
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So I puttered around for an hour or so (after getting to sleep in, hooray!), and then she called and told me to come in.
It was a lot later than when I usually go into work, so I took a different bus combination. It's always interesting, taking new bus routes. It's always interesting to take a different route. You see new places, new people. You have to pay attention. They say that change and new things are great ways to avoid depression, and I believe it. There's that little spark of interest that fires your brain. In a good way.
I was early leaving the house, but I saw a bus coming and ran to catch it, because only one bus route goes along the street. Me, with a bad knee, sprinting over the ice to get to the bus stop. Then I saw that it was one of the ghost buses. I wish the "Not In Service" signs were easier to read from farther away. Don't get me wrong, I think the ghost buses serve a valuable purpose. After all, ghosts won't get to where they're supposed to go on their own. And it's very important to transport broken hearts, ambitions, dreams, and lost mittens. I understand the negative repercussions if these things were left to find their own way. I just wish they'd schedule the ghost buses on different routes than the regular lines, to avoid confusion.
I ended up getting in to work around 11 AM, but not having had the time to really get much else done. When I got to work, I found that NgithOwl's head Elder God has let it be known through numinous signs that the business needs to expand its assets in order to survive in these difficult economic times. This expansion should involve the hiring of several thousand new employees, including those skilled in firearms, swords, and martial arts. I think I may be able to persuade them to give me a part-time supervisory position, though I'd have to move to Asia.
http://crisper.livejournal.com/26562.html