burns like a mofo
Today was my physical portion of my application for TSA. I dragged myself out of bed at 6am, (which given my unemployed state I haven't bothered to see lately,) went to the gym for an hour or so and then headed home to shower, change and make/eat breakfast. Now I'm not a huge breakfast eater, but I've decided that part of my new 'healthier living' plan is to start. But I haven't bought cereal yet and there was no bread to be found this morning, so I made chicken fillets. Shut up, they're yummy. So they finish and I take the tray out and then I decide to eat in the kitchen and for some inexplicable reason I decide I have to move the tray.
Yes, I did. I reached over and just picked the tray up. bare handed. BURN! Yes, I am that dumb:)
Then I look at the clock and realize that I have managed to do something really stupid ONE HOUR BEFORE MY PHYSICAL. OMG.
So I try to be calm and not get upset, just in case it affects something like blood pressure. I fail. Not with the physical, that seemed to go fine, if not how I was expecting it to due to the page that described what was going to happen. And no one checked my IDs. I just realized that. Crap.
But anyways, I was frustrated once more by the amount of useless junk in my room. Time for yet another purge. Maybe tonight I'll run hot water over my burned fingers and then slap them against hard surfaces so I'm really angry at everything and don't care about little things. Like sentimentally kept objects that have no actual use:)
I really want the testing to end and to be offered a job.
Yes, I did. I reached over and just picked the tray up. bare handed. BURN! Yes, I am that dumb:)
Then I look at the clock and realize that I have managed to do something really stupid ONE HOUR BEFORE MY PHYSICAL. OMG.
So I try to be calm and not get upset, just in case it affects something like blood pressure. I fail. Not with the physical, that seemed to go fine, if not how I was expecting it to due to the page that described what was going to happen. And no one checked my IDs. I just realized that. Crap.
But anyways, I was frustrated once more by the amount of useless junk in my room. Time for yet another purge. Maybe tonight I'll run hot water over my burned fingers and then slap them against hard surfaces so I'm really angry at everything and don't care about little things. Like sentimentally kept objects that have no actual use:)
I really want the testing to end and to be offered a job.