i hope i don't spend the whole month of june dealing with assholes
does anyone have a printer? i want to print out the reformatted version of my thesis, and i really can't do that surreptitiously here at work (it's like 24 pages, and the printer is just too far from my desk for me to get away with it). even if you're far away, you could print it out and mail it to me. or can you print things out at kinko's? i'm giving them my freakin' money anyway to make copies of it for me.
saturday was a good day. slept in, then went clothes shopping with elan at carolina thrift. i spent $22.42 and got several shirts and the cutest dress ever (it's bright blue and has little lemons printed all over it--it's a little big, but i just want it for fun, not for work or anything). elan spent $19.50 or so but got even more stuff than i did. then she and i and jorn went to see Finding Nemo, which was just so awesome. IMFGS @ teh last Pixar.
also, emily's party on saturday night was a good time. rhett got pretty drunk; so did xina, who fell asleep on the couch. there was really good food, too.
yesterday i worked at blandwood in the afternoon, and two things really made me upset. the first thing was pretty basic: when i went to sign up for hours later this month, i saw that the month of june was entirely filled. so i flip to july, and *that's* almost filled too, except for the last weekend, when i'll be out of town. david's hired some new docents lately, and i'm thinking there might not be enough hours to go around, but this wasn't even that--one girl had signed up for two different weekends in july. in may and june, everybody was signing up for tops, one weekend, but usually two days spaced out. so it's not even that everybody else got to the july calendar before me--three other docents are also affected by this. i don't know if david asked this one girl to sign up for those weekends thinking that people would be out of town or something, but i don't think it's fair, and i'm going to email david to ask about it. (update: i emailed him. we'll see what he says.)
the other thing was this. on sunday afternoons, blandwood is open 2-5. in order to actually close at 5, we say that the last tour leaves at 4:30. so at around 4:30, i was finishing up a tour, and jorn had just arrived to pick me up, and this guy walks up to the house and asks for a tour for himself and the old lady who's with him. i ask jorn what time it is, and he says 4:39. completely forgetting that his watch is fast, i said to the man that i'm sorry but the last tour has to leave at 4:30 because we close at 5. he looks at *his* watch and gets all mad, saying that it's 4:31 and i won't take them, and then he storms off. the old lady with him starts talking to me, saying that they drove all the way from ashboro to come here, and i start realizing that i was wrong about the time, and i'm feeling bad for the old lady, so i say, hey okay i'll stay a little late and give you a tour. so she goes to tell her man (not a husband--son? don't know), and i tell the people who's tour i'm finishing that i'll meet them in the kitchen building in just a moment and they can look around. so i go out to the street, and the man is in the car waiting for the old lady. she gets in the car and he starts it, so i walk up to the car and say that i was mistaken about the time because my boyfriend's watch was fast and won't they come in for a tour? and the man says, no you didn't want to talk to me up there and we're leaving. and they drive off. so what could i do? i finish up the kitchen part of the tour for the other people and then jorn and i close up the house and go home, but i was really upset. i mean, i made a mistake, but i admitted it and offered to take them through a tour. but this man acted like a complete jerk and wouldn't even listen to me, when he drove all the way out just so the old lady could visit the house. she's the one i feel bad for: she had to ride all the way home with him, and likely, had to listen to him bitch about me all the way to ashboro. why couldn't he just be nice? i usually like working at blandwood, and he ruined my whole day there.
i would also like to say that it is colder than satan's balls in my office building today. i am freezing my ass off, and my hands are so cold all my rings are falling off my numb fingers.
happy birthday to the Marquis de Sade (263 today) and Thomas Hardy (163 today). thanks, desk calendar.
things to do:
-email david at blandwood RE schedule
-get the freud action figure for samantha; send in box to mom & dad
-find father's day presents; send them with pecan log and other things to mom & dad
-plan and make a mix tape for missi
-mend the little tears in the orangey shirt; stitch the hole in my funky purse; fix beige sweater sleeve
-post my movies-to-watch list
-do some clothes shopping
-reformat thesis; print surreptitiously, take to kinko's for copying, and send to people
-make brownies for emily's thing on saturday night
-don't forget to go to blandwood on sunday afternoon
saturday was a good day. slept in, then went clothes shopping with elan at carolina thrift. i spent $22.42 and got several shirts and the cutest dress ever (it's bright blue and has little lemons printed all over it--it's a little big, but i just want it for fun, not for work or anything). elan spent $19.50 or so but got even more stuff than i did. then she and i and jorn went to see Finding Nemo, which was just so awesome. IMFGS @ teh last Pixar.
also, emily's party on saturday night was a good time. rhett got pretty drunk; so did xina, who fell asleep on the couch. there was really good food, too.
yesterday i worked at blandwood in the afternoon, and two things really made me upset. the first thing was pretty basic: when i went to sign up for hours later this month, i saw that the month of june was entirely filled. so i flip to july, and *that's* almost filled too, except for the last weekend, when i'll be out of town. david's hired some new docents lately, and i'm thinking there might not be enough hours to go around, but this wasn't even that--one girl had signed up for two different weekends in july. in may and june, everybody was signing up for tops, one weekend, but usually two days spaced out. so it's not even that everybody else got to the july calendar before me--three other docents are also affected by this. i don't know if david asked this one girl to sign up for those weekends thinking that people would be out of town or something, but i don't think it's fair, and i'm going to email david to ask about it. (update: i emailed him. we'll see what he says.)
the other thing was this. on sunday afternoons, blandwood is open 2-5. in order to actually close at 5, we say that the last tour leaves at 4:30. so at around 4:30, i was finishing up a tour, and jorn had just arrived to pick me up, and this guy walks up to the house and asks for a tour for himself and the old lady who's with him. i ask jorn what time it is, and he says 4:39. completely forgetting that his watch is fast, i said to the man that i'm sorry but the last tour has to leave at 4:30 because we close at 5. he looks at *his* watch and gets all mad, saying that it's 4:31 and i won't take them, and then he storms off. the old lady with him starts talking to me, saying that they drove all the way from ashboro to come here, and i start realizing that i was wrong about the time, and i'm feeling bad for the old lady, so i say, hey okay i'll stay a little late and give you a tour. so she goes to tell her man (not a husband--son? don't know), and i tell the people who's tour i'm finishing that i'll meet them in the kitchen building in just a moment and they can look around. so i go out to the street, and the man is in the car waiting for the old lady. she gets in the car and he starts it, so i walk up to the car and say that i was mistaken about the time because my boyfriend's watch was fast and won't they come in for a tour? and the man says, no you didn't want to talk to me up there and we're leaving. and they drive off. so what could i do? i finish up the kitchen part of the tour for the other people and then jorn and i close up the house and go home, but i was really upset. i mean, i made a mistake, but i admitted it and offered to take them through a tour. but this man acted like a complete jerk and wouldn't even listen to me, when he drove all the way out just so the old lady could visit the house. she's the one i feel bad for: she had to ride all the way home with him, and likely, had to listen to him bitch about me all the way to ashboro. why couldn't he just be nice? i usually like working at blandwood, and he ruined my whole day there.
i would also like to say that it is colder than satan's balls in my office building today. i am freezing my ass off, and my hands are so cold all my rings are falling off my numb fingers.
happy birthday to the Marquis de Sade (263 today) and Thomas Hardy (163 today). thanks, desk calendar.
things to do:
-email david at blandwood RE schedule
-get the freud action figure for samantha; send in box to mom & dad
-find father's day presents; send them with pecan log and other things to mom & dad
-plan and make a mix tape for missi
-mend the little tears in the orangey shirt; stitch the hole in my funky purse; fix beige sweater sleeve
-post my movies-to-watch list
-do some clothes shopping
-reformat thesis; print surreptitiously, take to kinko's for copying, and send to people
-make brownies for emily's thing on saturday night
-don't forget to go to blandwood on sunday afternoon