Back to the Bus
I am *so* going back to taking the bus to work. Yeah, it'll take an hour and two buses, but damn, it'll beat the crap out of sitting in traffic in a black truck that's baked in the sun all afternoon. I felt like I was 10 feet from the sun. Sheesh. And why is the morning commute a piece of cake and the afternoon commute so damn slow?
Yes, I have aircon in the truck, but I really only care to run it on the highway. In stop and go traffic, not so much. I should probably revise that opinion.
I was saddened to read about the passing of Don Davis. He'll be truly missed.
Work is going fine. I got called to my supervisor's office this afternoon and I had a little bit of a freakout about it. I was terrified they'd say, "Gee, you're just not working out. Bye!" Thankfully no. They just wanted to hear how I was doing, if there was anything I needed and then we talked a little bit (very carefully) about the politics in the group. I told them I was just sort of taking it easy and trying not to get involved in any of the little rivalries going on. They sounded pleased about that. So far, so good.
Now I have to go to freaking Walmart. It'll be a zoo, but I need granola bars and salad. Bleh. I'd leave it until later, but I won't feel any more like going then. I should have gone yesterday, but I hate the Sunday crowd, too.
Yes, I have aircon in the truck, but I really only care to run it on the highway. In stop and go traffic, not so much. I should probably revise that opinion.
I was saddened to read about the passing of Don Davis. He'll be truly missed.
Work is going fine. I got called to my supervisor's office this afternoon and I had a little bit of a freakout about it. I was terrified they'd say, "Gee, you're just not working out. Bye!" Thankfully no. They just wanted to hear how I was doing, if there was anything I needed and then we talked a little bit (very carefully) about the politics in the group. I told them I was just sort of taking it easy and trying not to get involved in any of the little rivalries going on. They sounded pleased about that. So far, so good.
Now I have to go to freaking Walmart. It'll be a zoo, but I need granola bars and salad. Bleh. I'd leave it until later, but I won't feel any more like going then. I should have gone yesterday, but I hate the Sunday crowd, too.