So, yesterday on my way to work, my truck died in the middle of the street. Turns out it was only a fuse, and I managed to get to work with three minutes to spare. Then I dropped a huge stack of ramekins in the middle of the dining room-- my 3rd time doing so. After that, I got a talking to from my boss because apparently I am not fast enough. (This is a job that I regularly break a sweat at, by the way.) and a warning that if I don't speed it up in the next week, she's going to let me go.
Then today I got sick of staring at that grimacing smiley face balloon that Jason left for me earlier this week and decided to let it go. Threw it out the window and watched it bob away... It got as far as the next house over, wrapped itself around their freakin' telephone wire and is now in plain sight, grinning at me from the next house over.
I'll never be rid of the damned thing now.
I'm off to work in five minutes and only got about 5 hours of sleep. Need to figure out how to bust a** when I feel like I could keel over just typing this journal entry.
I'm going rafting this Sunday though! So HUZZAH! Hopefully my luck won't cause all of us to hit a random polar bear and die a spectacularly watery death.
Heh.
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Not so good that that balloon is taunting you. What you need is a pack of darts... or you could bribe a kid with a bb gun to shoot it for a buck. That might be satisfying, right? (:
Good luck with the work situation. And I hope you enjoy the rafting!