Domestic Geek

I was commenting to Marcus last night about how quickly time seems to go at the new job, yet it drags at the pizza job. Since I've never ever had a job that I enjoyed much, the concept of time flying at work is a totally foreign concept. I like it. Now if only the fates would see fit to get me out of the pizza job sooner. I hate getting up at 2:30 in the morning.

Ah, the sun has made an appearance today. It was out briefly on Saturday, but hasn't been seen since. How I have missed ye.

I like mornings where I don't have to go do pizza dough--where I get a full night's sleep and can take my time getting ready for work. I actually feel like a normal person today.

Why do some gas pumps have a "pay here credit" and "pay here debit" buttons and then when you push the "pay here credit" button and put your card in, it asks you again if it is a debit card? I told you it was credit already, dammit! If you have a debit card and cannot push the appropriate button in the first place, then tough--you lose 'cause you're stupid. Just a small something that annoys me on a regular basis.

When I was at the Cherry Creek mall last Friday for the Tiger Premiere, I wandered down to the Build-A-Bear store. There was a party going on there and the kids were singing the Chicken Dance. I didn't know that song had lyrics. The part I had stuck in my head was:

I don't wanna be a chicken,
I don't wanna be a duck,
so I shake my tail

I found a cute little catalog when we were going through the files at work yesterday looking for clues as to where our company's web site is hosted. It's for a company called Computer Gear that sells goofy gifts for the geeky. I ordered the new catalog because paper catalogs are easier to browse than an Internet site and I like having catalogs in the bathroom. Does that make me weird? Anyway, I think I've found a source for Christmas gifts. lol

Well, I'd better get moving. Everybody have a great day!

Your Birthdate: September 11

Your birth on the 11th day of the month makes you something of a dreamer and an idealist. You work well with people because you know how to use persuasion rather than force. There is a strong spiritual side to your nature, and you may have intuitive qualities inherent in your make up, too. You are very aware and sensitive, though often temperamental. Although you have a good mind and you are very analytical, you may not be comfortable in the business world. You are definitely creative and this influence tends to make you more of a dreamer than a doer.

Hmmm...Yep, that about sums me up.

Yep, the drains had backed up. Moron. The note he left said he was there until 3:30 a.m. He was probably looking for some sort of sympathy. Is it wrong that I was glad that the loser manager probably only got about 4 hours sleep before he had to be back at 9 to write the schedule? Everytime something like this happens, I usually say, "Good, now maybe he's learned his lesson and will do some preventive maintenance once in a while." I've since realized that he thrives on these dramas. He likes playing the martyr. Well, I'm no longer playing his game. The only word spoken to him today was hello when he walked in the door. I didn't ask him about the backup, I didn't tell him that his stupidity wasted my time, I didn't say a word. Jerk. Won't miss him one little bit when I'm gone. In fact, won't miss anybody there one little bit.

Would it be so hard to call my cell and leave a message informing me that there is some problem at the store and that I will not be able to make dough? I drove all the way across town after scraping ice off my windshield only to find the stupid manager and a plumber still at the store (at 2 a.m.). Knowing that store, the stupid sewers probably backed up again. Since the trees are actively growing again (roots in the line), there has been a lot of rain and nobody ever schedules routine line snaking (which they say they're going to do everytime that happens), that's my best guess. It's either that or the walk-in is broken from the roof leaking. Who knows? I was so pissed I didn't dare go in to find out what was the problem. After waiting a half hour, I gave up and went home. So, I used gas that I can't afford to waste, not to mention I could've been sleeping(which I desperately need).

I went in early because I need to make two days dough so that I could sleep in on Monday morning. Guess that ain't gonna happen.

The only thing that makes me happy is I know the stupid manager is miserable. The loser showed up 1 1/2 hours early for work this morning, so he's been there since 8:30 a.m. So help me, it's going to take all the self-restraint I can muster to keep from saying something rude if I have to see him later and he starts griping about how long he had to be there.

Just one more thing to push me out of there. I've sworn to myself that I will be out of there within the next two months.

Guess I better go try to get a couple of hours sleep. Fuckers.