Waiter? There's a wilderbeest in my milkshake.
I feel like whining, for no particular reason. I've had a pretty good day, actually. Work wask... Well. Work. If you can call it that. The morning (10AM-2PM) was very busy, but during the afternoon (3PM-7PM) I didn't have one single customer. Not even someone to come in to pick up their pictures. Got a little dull. Still, I had lots and lots of time to work on editing my book. It's been 6-9 months since I wrote this stuff, so I've forgotten most of it, making it kinda fun to read it now. The writing feeling new to me, it's also a little disturbing to see just how bad some of it is. I will, however, hack away at it until it's ready to send of to some unsuspecting publisher. We shall see how long that takes. Dinner was EXCELLENT. K made chicken Gillespie, at it was as good as always. I've spent the evening watching The Nightmare Before Christmas, which is one of my favorite movies. So I've had a pretty good day. Does this stop me from whining? No.
K and I both have tomorrow off, which is nice. We have about 653 billion things to do, though, so a quiet day of relaxation it won't be. Half of my day looks like it will go to pestering morons and idiots about our recent car trouble, which I'm particularly not looking forward to. I really, really hate the warranty company people. I'm seriously pissed off with the repair shop, and I expect to be truly miffed with the guy we bought the car from by tomorrow afternoon. I have a bunch of other stuff to do as well, but somehow I don't see myself doing it in any great mood after all that.
Work is proving both interesting and not, lately. There's a lot of internal strife and politics lately, which is ridiculousl. I mean, seriously. It's not like we're competing for a CEO position at General Motors. Some of the associates have realized that the District Manager is probably about to get fired, and now they're acting like they're running for class president. Or perhaps it would be more apt to compare it to Survivor, considering the backstabbings and feeble attempts at evil scheming. I'm not so sure I'd take the job if it was offered to me, considering the hours and ingratitude involved, and so I'm staying out of to the point that I don't answer the phone until the calls have gone through to the answering machine and I know who it is. Now seriously. How pathetic are you if you find it worthwhile to get involved in a power-struggle over a job in a Wal-Mart? Argxk. Time to find a real job.
Anyway.
It's 1AM, and I guess that means it's time to go to bed.
K and I both have tomorrow off, which is nice. We have about 653 billion things to do, though, so a quiet day of relaxation it won't be. Half of my day looks like it will go to pestering morons and idiots about our recent car trouble, which I'm particularly not looking forward to. I really, really hate the warranty company people. I'm seriously pissed off with the repair shop, and I expect to be truly miffed with the guy we bought the car from by tomorrow afternoon. I have a bunch of other stuff to do as well, but somehow I don't see myself doing it in any great mood after all that.
Work is proving both interesting and not, lately. There's a lot of internal strife and politics lately, which is ridiculousl. I mean, seriously. It's not like we're competing for a CEO position at General Motors. Some of the associates have realized that the District Manager is probably about to get fired, and now they're acting like they're running for class president. Or perhaps it would be more apt to compare it to Survivor, considering the backstabbings and feeble attempts at evil scheming. I'm not so sure I'd take the job if it was offered to me, considering the hours and ingratitude involved, and so I'm staying out of to the point that I don't answer the phone until the calls have gone through to the answering machine and I know who it is. Now seriously. How pathetic are you if you find it worthwhile to get involved in a power-struggle over a job in a Wal-Mart? Argxk. Time to find a real job.
Anyway.
It's 1AM, and I guess that means it's time to go to bed.