Aug 10, 2004 05:40
an hour and a half to go at work..ahhhhhhhh I hate this time of morning, but at least I got most everything done early. I should be writing a report instead of typing here, but nothing really happened last night...so I dont really see the need for a report...
The one good thing about working here is the watching the sun rise over the golf course...it is very nice out by the back nine...that and we get free food from the chef...She usually cooks up something special for us night guys cause we dont get the benefit of having the cafeteria open at night. Most of the people seem nice here, at least the ones I see going out at night and comming in for morning shift.
I've been reduced to talking about work...ugh...hopefully I can sleep under the stars tonight and that will give me something else to write about...
Being the gamer geek that I am..heh well not your normal gamer geek, but I have my addiction...I've been playing Doom III for PC the last few days. I have to say Im not really much for FPS(first person shooters) but this one is a lot better than most I;ve played..not at all like the old doom where you run around just shooting at stuff...this one is a bit scary and you have to go slow and watch what your doing...me being into animation I also have to mention the cut scenes scripted in during gameplay also are very nice.
Hmmmm if you were a Super Hero what would your power/powers be...
Im thinking I wouold have pyrokenesis (sp?) because I like to burn stuff heh...well I haven't had that much of a chance to get out and have a camp fire lately..and I dont mean I like arson or anything, but fire is cool...and flying would be cool too...and of course Im super cute already and have super strength(yeah right) LMAO I just cant see me wearing the tights...I mean come on even if I had a body like a Super Hero...Im a big fan of imagination..and well those outfits just dont leave much to the imagination...
ok so Im rambling, but at least I got my report done..yeah that took a long time...nothing happened...well accept the Golf girl came in and wanted the keys, and after yelling at her(ok I dont yell, but I look scary so it has the same effect) I find out Paul(one of the other guards) took the keys from her the day before...and where are they now? who knows...ok so I said sorry for accusing her of not turning them in...She looks like she is 15 and weighs about 100 pounds or something...she seemed kind of fragile but maybe not...but anyway I said sorry and went and opened the door for her...such an exciting life I have weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Ok, so now Im waiting on Joey(guard in the morning) to come in...he is always 30 minutes late for his shift(cause he figures Im here 'til then anyway so I have it coverd) So the last hour is dragging cause there is no one in here to BS with...and if I go find someone then all these people show up wanting keys for their dept.
ok enough rambling