I'm a guy who values his sleep, clearly. I don't have a normal "bed time" that I follow religiously - I go to bed when I'm tired. Sure, if I have a long day the next day I will go to bed early that night before, so I can be well rested, but normally, I go to bed anywhere from 9:30 to midnight. Now as far as waking up is concerned, I usually wake up anywhere from 7:30 to 8:00 am. Being the Director of my department, I'm afforded a more flexible schedule than others. Usually I go to work around 8:30 or 9. So when it comes to my sleep, I'm very particular.
This morning, at 6:24, a full hour before I wanted to wake up, I got a text message from one of my staff members saying she wouldnt be in today. This is fine, I'm a pretty laid back boss when it comes to leave. I figure, you earn the leave so you have the right to take it whenever you want. Unlike some directors/supervisors I know, I dont make a federal case out of leave time, I dont badger a person who wishes to take leave, and I'll glady approve any leave slip. So when my co-worker, the tutor in my office, texts me to say she won't be in, its fine, leave it at that, you dont have to give me an excuse, take the day off if you want. Instead, I get this long text that is seriously a short essay complete with an introduction, body, and conclusion paragraphs. So here I am at 6:24 am, barely awake, trying to squint and read this long ass text.
She could have waited until 8 or so, its no worry of mine if I get to work and she's not there. So I get the text, it reads, as follows: "I cannot make it in today my daughter has influenza b. I had to take her to the emergency room last nite when we got back from the tournament. we stayed at the hospital for iv then i took her home at midnite. she was doing betr but through the nite her fever has come back. I will need to take her into the clinic this morning. On a good note, (her other child) go champion and (son #2) got 8th place. I will cal u later sorry bout this." Okay, so NORMALLY, the phone cuts you off at some point when youre texting, or at least it should. A simple, "I can't make it in today, sick child" would have sufficed instead of this long winded monstrosity that was her text.
That mini-novel of a text said it all right? apparently not. At this point, I knew there was no going back to sleep, so I stayed in bed, watching tv and all the bad music videos on VH1. So around 7:30, as usual, I start to get ready for work. I didn't hear my phone ring but apparently Miss Long-Winded Co-worker of the year called. I think her text said it all. Like I said, why did it have to be so early, I guess I'll have to put out a memo....
So I have this change bucket thing in my bedroom. I've been doing this for some time now. This large plastic container houses all my loose change that I tend to accumulate throughout the day. At the close of another day, I'll empty out my pockets and throw all my change in this container. Occasionally, I clean out my car that throw all the change in the ashtray into this bucket. It normally gets around half full, I'll take it in to the bank and cash all the change in, usually once a year. Well this year, apparently because I have more money or something, this bucket is 3/4 full. Theres not a lot of pennies in there either, we're talking alot of quarters and other silver. I think I'll wait until it gets completely full to the top before I take it in, maybe we could have a guessing game of how much money my change jar holds. I usually get anywhere from 80 to 200 bucks out of it, maybe i'll hit the jackpot with this one.
My sleepy little home town is getting a major technological upgrade tomorrow. Once in a great while, we get a few new channels added to our cable line up. Recently, it was the addition of 3 ESPN channels (4 total now), the NFL network, 2 more religious channels (4 total), and 2 home shopping channels. Apparently Gtown is full of religious zealots who like sports and are too lazy to go downtown to buy a crappy denim jacket (and everyone is crying SHOP LOCALLY, AND KEEP THE SMALL TOWN ALIVE). Well tomorrow, we're getting 10 more channels added to our lineup, and they're actually worthwhile channels, ones I have missed since leaving Vermillion. So thats not really a big deal you may be saying, but we're also getting DVR packages available too. I guess I'm officially a country bumpkin now... "gee, you can pause and rewind live TV, eeherherherheee!!!!!"
I should really be working, instead of sitting here typing away like this. I'm sure theres something I can find to do. I guess I'll be one my way now, off to the land of paperwork nightmares. Later... for now
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About Me
- Chatterbox Sara and Injun Jim
- We are Sara and Jim. We worked together at a place called SESDAC that you wish only existed in your nightmares. We also had classes together. We're both brilliantly smart and you'd never even guess that. We're also really funny which astounds most people. We like to be nice, we like to be mean, we like to talk about randomness, we both speak Indian languages, make homemade pizzas, and love iTunes. We both have degrees and jobs. Neither of us are losers but we live in loser-ville. We are racist to each other to show our deep and profound love and appreciation for each other. Someday we'll write a tell-all expose book that will shock and astonish and amaze people. Someday we'll also be rich and Jim will live in Sara's basement. Jim is now BFF's with Sara and her Dweemo husband, Nolan. We are here to pump. You. UP.
Monday, March 30, 2009
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