Friday Friday, Injum Friday

Injum Jim Here,

Okay, so I decided, after MUCH MUCH prodding from Linda (psycho-ish co-worker/peon) that we should paint our office & classroom. My ultimate vision, annex the neighboring office, put in some French doors in the wall and connect the two so I could have an actual separate space where I could shut the door if I need a break from crazy. So anyways for now I said yea we can paint. We have a petty cash fund and can get some more paint from the university maintenance if we need it. I just thought yeah a nice touch up on the paint, the walls are already white, it would just be a new coat of white. Our two rooms are fairly good in size but not huge. I was thinking, okay about a gallon to a gallon and a half per room? Sounds good to me, get a smooth roller that won't leave alot of paint and still look good. Here's Lindas reply, "WELL WE NEED AT LEAST 12 GALLONS OF PAINT"

Holy F#ck! What the hell are we painting? are we trying to make the Golden Gate bridge the White Gate bridge cuz thats what it sounds like. We bought 3 gallons of interior egg-shell latex paint, that will carry us - and hopefully a long way. I know how some people paint, they just glob it on the wall. I'm talking about a nice fresh light coat of white on already white primered walls. so yeah, I said we'll do it next week starting monday and today we can prep for the painting. So now here I sit, my desk in the middle of the room along with every other piece of office furniture and file cabinets and such. Everything is off the walls. We're ready to roll, I guess... I managed to keep my desk somewhat in my corner, and my other desk that completes my corner domination area is still in place. Fuck-tard meanwhile wanted to push them together in the middle of the room such that I wouldn't be able to sit anywhere. Lets not forget I'm the boss, if some GED Crisis comes up I need my command center - i dont want to be saying "hey you guys can we move the desks so I can get stuff out of my drawers!"

Perhaps I'm partially pissed because I just need a Goddam day off every once in a while... I could have stayed home today, I seriously contemplated it. Just call in, say you're feeling a little mucky and stay home, in bed where its nice and warm and comfortable. But yet I feel the need for punishing myself by subjecting myself to mind numbing clamoring voices that is my co-worker/minion... I took a break to go fill some holes with some spackle. So anywho... Yeah we got alot of work to do. K so the radio station is having a story about a 4H barn dance in town and the guy heading it up was like "yeah and we're going to have a slave auction to raise some money... Told you I was living in redneck central. Okay so I better get going... More later, updates on the painting that is...

Hayayaya, (sincerely yours in Injum)
Jim