and i'm not lj cutting this because i don't want to, lol
ok, so my past couple of days went like this
Tuesday - i wake up at 7:30am to get to work at 8:30am then continue to work at the main street pharmacy until like 4:15ish, then go over to the east gloucester pharmacy and work there until a little after 9pm
wednesday - now on wednesdays i help the main street store take in their deliveries. see, main st doesn't have a rear loading dock, so they're forced to receive their deliveries on the actual street, and they only time they're allowed to do this is early morning, like 3 or 4 am. i used to sleep for a couple of hours prior to truck but once or twice i accidently ended up sleeping through truck so i've stopped doing that, also, theres a certain person who i talk to online who enjoys keeping me up until 3 am anyhow.
anyhow, so i leave for work and while driving down prospect st WHAM! pothole. instantly i feel my car drift to the right. definitely a flat tire,. but i'm only about a block or so from work, so i just get the rest of the way there and park. mind you, there is no cvs parking lot, its all parking on the street.
now the truck driver absolutely sucks, and what should take an hour to unload take 2 and a half hours. and i don't end up leaving main st until 8:30am, mind you, i have been up for 25 hours at this point. Now its raining and i'm crouched in a puddle changing my tire. Thank you for past job experiences. I worked at bj's as a tire installer for 2 years so i'm kinda a pro. A nice lady did bring me a coffee while i was changing my tire, so that was kinda sweet of her, especially since i didn't know her.
Anyhow, got out of town by 9am and drove sloooowly up to the bj's in danvers, roughly a 20 minute drive. They check the tire and their inventory, and don't have the tire in stock. Off i go to the next bj's, in Stoneham, roughly another 20 minute drive. Same story, no tired. Now off to Bj's Malden, and HOORAY! they have the tire. now its about 10:30 am. I walk up into the store, grab the new tired, exchange it at the member services desk, and bring it back down to the bay. Before i went up there, no cars, no people waiting. After i get back, 3 cars, 3 people waiting. Two of the cars are having all 4 tires mounted and the other needs a balance and rotation which means I'm now waiting roughly two and a half hours before they can even get my car into the garage.
now its around 1:30p and i'm going home. I end up getting home at about 2:30ish and have enough time for a shower, applying the meds, changing into work stuff, and grabbing some food before i'm due in at work again at 4p for pharmacy duty.
Work til 8 and go to the gym because i'm apparently a masachist and feel the desire to be able to run faster and further and be able to swing a boffer easier. I get home at about 9pm and proceed start talking with the roomies. I inadvertantly end up shooting the shit with them for 2 and a half hours. Now its 11:30p and i'm tired. I hop on to the computer to check some emails and post a bit on the lj. I log onto aim, and as usual begin the conversation as it always happens. 3am rolls around and i decide i should go to bed. Been up for 44 hours at this point, roughly.
Thursday - I wake up at 7:30 to get dressed and bring my car down to the garage to get looked at. Leave my car there and begin the 30 minute walk to work to get there by 9. work until 3:15 and walk back to the garage place only find out that they didn't even look at my car. Grumbling, i get into my car and drive over to the east gloucester pharmacy for work at 4 and stay there until 8. Grab some fattening foods which i know i shouldn't eat, but i'm tired and don't care. I don't even go to the gym, which kinda breaks the routine, but I'm exhausted.
And now i lay, with clothes sitting in the dryer that i know i should go get to bring up and fold, but that i'll probably end up leaving for the morning cause i'm comfortable right now. Also, the standard nighttime conversation is going on and i'm sucking at it cause i have troubles typing a sob story and speaking at the time.
Thus concludes my story, so I will now post this and go back to being a coherant speaker.
Tuesday - i wake up at 7:30am to get to work at 8:30am then continue to work at the main street pharmacy until like 4:15ish, then go over to the east gloucester pharmacy and work there until a little after 9pm
wednesday - now on wednesdays i help the main street store take in their deliveries. see, main st doesn't have a rear loading dock, so they're forced to receive their deliveries on the actual street, and they only time they're allowed to do this is early morning, like 3 or 4 am. i used to sleep for a couple of hours prior to truck but once or twice i accidently ended up sleeping through truck so i've stopped doing that, also, theres a certain person who i talk to online who enjoys keeping me up until 3 am anyhow.
anyhow, so i leave for work and while driving down prospect st WHAM! pothole. instantly i feel my car drift to the right. definitely a flat tire,. but i'm only about a block or so from work, so i just get the rest of the way there and park. mind you, there is no cvs parking lot, its all parking on the street.
now the truck driver absolutely sucks, and what should take an hour to unload take 2 and a half hours. and i don't end up leaving main st until 8:30am, mind you, i have been up for 25 hours at this point. Now its raining and i'm crouched in a puddle changing my tire. Thank you for past job experiences. I worked at bj's as a tire installer for 2 years so i'm kinda a pro. A nice lady did bring me a coffee while i was changing my tire, so that was kinda sweet of her, especially since i didn't know her.
Anyhow, got out of town by 9am and drove sloooowly up to the bj's in danvers, roughly a 20 minute drive. They check the tire and their inventory, and don't have the tire in stock. Off i go to the next bj's, in Stoneham, roughly another 20 minute drive. Same story, no tired. Now off to Bj's Malden, and HOORAY! they have the tire. now its about 10:30 am. I walk up into the store, grab the new tired, exchange it at the member services desk, and bring it back down to the bay. Before i went up there, no cars, no people waiting. After i get back, 3 cars, 3 people waiting. Two of the cars are having all 4 tires mounted and the other needs a balance and rotation which means I'm now waiting roughly two and a half hours before they can even get my car into the garage.
now its around 1:30p and i'm going home. I end up getting home at about 2:30ish and have enough time for a shower, applying the meds, changing into work stuff, and grabbing some food before i'm due in at work again at 4p for pharmacy duty.
Work til 8 and go to the gym because i'm apparently a masachist and feel the desire to be able to run faster and further and be able to swing a boffer easier. I get home at about 9pm and proceed start talking with the roomies. I inadvertantly end up shooting the shit with them for 2 and a half hours. Now its 11:30p and i'm tired. I hop on to the computer to check some emails and post a bit on the lj. I log onto aim, and as usual begin the conversation as it always happens. 3am rolls around and i decide i should go to bed. Been up for 44 hours at this point, roughly.
Thursday - I wake up at 7:30 to get dressed and bring my car down to the garage to get looked at. Leave my car there and begin the 30 minute walk to work to get there by 9. work until 3:15 and walk back to the garage place only find out that they didn't even look at my car. Grumbling, i get into my car and drive over to the east gloucester pharmacy for work at 4 and stay there until 8. Grab some fattening foods which i know i shouldn't eat, but i'm tired and don't care. I don't even go to the gym, which kinda breaks the routine, but I'm exhausted.
And now i lay, with clothes sitting in the dryer that i know i should go get to bring up and fold, but that i'll probably end up leaving for the morning cause i'm comfortable right now. Also, the standard nighttime conversation is going on and i'm sucking at it cause i have troubles typing a sob story and speaking at the time.
Thus concludes my story, so I will now post this and go back to being a coherant speaker.