Too much work and too much play
The past few days have been pure chaos for me. How I've managed to survive, I'm not really sure.
Sunday night was nice. Went out on a date with Oscar. We had dinner, in place of a movie. After a really good dinner, we went for a drive. I'm not sure how, but we ended up in Falmouth. Heh, I popped Oscar's Falmouth cherry. It was a good time. After dropping him off at home, I drive my ass back home and got there at around midnight. I had to be at work at 4am, so I got up at 3am. That makes 3 hours of sleep for you mathematicians out there.
Work was shitty until the last 10 minutes. The pilots were being real assholes on the phone. I guess I can't really blame them, we're working the poor fuckers to death. The last call I took was nice though. It was a pilot asking me a question about a trip he wanted to pick up in three days. I explained to him what he needed to do and was really nice to him, and he joked around with me. Then he called me a sweetie, which made my day. The littlest things that make me happy...
I left work and made my way home. I got home and took about a 2 hour nap to try and get some rest before the Rise Against concert. I think I would have been better off not taking the nap because Amber got to my house and I was totally out of it. We went to Subway and bummed around, then went to the concert. All the bands were fucking great! I didn't really like Vendetta Red though. Maybe it's because the singer had hobbit feet. They were good, just not the style of music I like. Rise Against was awesome! They had so much energy! I still feel like I got an ass kicking though. My whole body is bruised from being on the bar the WHOLE time. I even got my head smashed into it by a crowed surfer, my head still hurts like a bitch. I wouldn't trade it for the world though! Big thanks to Amber for a wonderful bday present!
I got home from the concert at midnight, showered and went to bed. But yet again, I had to be at work at 4am, which meant a 3am wake up. It was all good though. I received a wake up call from Oscar though. It was great hearing his voice before anyone else’s that morning. Work wasn't too bad, got a lot of compliments from pilots. That's always nice. :)
After work, I went home to enjoy some peace and quiet. I fell asleep on the couch for what only seamed like a few hours. But then I woke up and looked at the time. It was 7! I was supposed to be at work at 4! I jumped up and called work telling them my alarm didn't go off and I would be there asap. I got dressed, and ran out the door. Then I saw my family walking into the house and my mom asked me where I was going. I told her I was supposed to be at work at 4 but I fell asleep and didn't wake up to set my alarm. My dad asked me where I was in the morning then because my car wasn't there, so I wondered what the fuck I did while I was sleeping. Finally, my mom told me it was Tuesday and I realized that it was 7pm on Tuesday, not 7am on Wednesday. I felt like the biggest douche bag! I guess that's what the lack of sleep can do to you though.
I did get some sleep last night before having to work at 4am this morning. But work sucked ass. Stupid fog. I got to hang out with Andrew for a little bit though. He was going through new hire orientation. Had a really good lunch too, but those were the only things going for me today. It was nice to leave, knowing the tomorrow is my Friday and I have a possible 4 day weekend, but guaranteed 3 day weekend ahead of me. Tomorrow better go by fast!
I don't really have too many plans this weekend, so if anyone wants to hang out, let me know!
I'm out of here!
Sunday night was nice. Went out on a date with Oscar. We had dinner, in place of a movie. After a really good dinner, we went for a drive. I'm not sure how, but we ended up in Falmouth. Heh, I popped Oscar's Falmouth cherry. It was a good time. After dropping him off at home, I drive my ass back home and got there at around midnight. I had to be at work at 4am, so I got up at 3am. That makes 3 hours of sleep for you mathematicians out there.
Work was shitty until the last 10 minutes. The pilots were being real assholes on the phone. I guess I can't really blame them, we're working the poor fuckers to death. The last call I took was nice though. It was a pilot asking me a question about a trip he wanted to pick up in three days. I explained to him what he needed to do and was really nice to him, and he joked around with me. Then he called me a sweetie, which made my day. The littlest things that make me happy...
I left work and made my way home. I got home and took about a 2 hour nap to try and get some rest before the Rise Against concert. I think I would have been better off not taking the nap because Amber got to my house and I was totally out of it. We went to Subway and bummed around, then went to the concert. All the bands were fucking great! I didn't really like Vendetta Red though. Maybe it's because the singer had hobbit feet. They were good, just not the style of music I like. Rise Against was awesome! They had so much energy! I still feel like I got an ass kicking though. My whole body is bruised from being on the bar the WHOLE time. I even got my head smashed into it by a crowed surfer, my head still hurts like a bitch. I wouldn't trade it for the world though! Big thanks to Amber for a wonderful bday present!
I got home from the concert at midnight, showered and went to bed. But yet again, I had to be at work at 4am, which meant a 3am wake up. It was all good though. I received a wake up call from Oscar though. It was great hearing his voice before anyone else’s that morning. Work wasn't too bad, got a lot of compliments from pilots. That's always nice. :)
After work, I went home to enjoy some peace and quiet. I fell asleep on the couch for what only seamed like a few hours. But then I woke up and looked at the time. It was 7! I was supposed to be at work at 4! I jumped up and called work telling them my alarm didn't go off and I would be there asap. I got dressed, and ran out the door. Then I saw my family walking into the house and my mom asked me where I was going. I told her I was supposed to be at work at 4 but I fell asleep and didn't wake up to set my alarm. My dad asked me where I was in the morning then because my car wasn't there, so I wondered what the fuck I did while I was sleeping. Finally, my mom told me it was Tuesday and I realized that it was 7pm on Tuesday, not 7am on Wednesday. I felt like the biggest douche bag! I guess that's what the lack of sleep can do to you though.
I did get some sleep last night before having to work at 4am this morning. But work sucked ass. Stupid fog. I got to hang out with Andrew for a little bit though. He was going through new hire orientation. Had a really good lunch too, but those were the only things going for me today. It was nice to leave, knowing the tomorrow is my Friday and I have a possible 4 day weekend, but guaranteed 3 day weekend ahead of me. Tomorrow better go by fast!
I don't really have too many plans this weekend, so if anyone wants to hang out, let me know!
I'm out of here!