i woke up this morning exhausted. mentally and physically exhausted. what did i do last night to make me so deflated? i stayed late at work. we had some guys come in and strip and rewax the back rooms at work where there is what i loosely call an employee lounge (sink, microwave and fridge but nowhere to sit down), the bosses desk (actually part of the employee lounge as well), the bathroom (with a door so thin that you can hear everyone peeing from right outside in the loosely named employee lounge or the boss' desk), storeroom and saferoom. they started around 8 when we closed, and someone had to stay to make sure they didn't steal stuff, etc. and also to turn on the alarm when they left.
me being a newly bestowed key master because one of my esteemed colleagues got married and moved to california and i was next on the food chain, and because my birthday is tomorrow, i decided i would suck it up and stay late. my boss said if i just stayed the extra two or 2.5 hours i could take those off early on my birthday, so i'd be home at like 2pm. which is all the better because i can then start drinking right away. unfortunately, we forgot the rule that any company that charges by the hour will always stretch how long it takes their job out as long as fucking possible. meaning i was there until 1:45 in the morning. over five hours later than needed.
not one to get mad, and being entirely too tired to complain, i just set the alarm, locked up and came home. but i had to open this morning too so i had to be back at 8:30, which meant waking up at 7. it was horrible. for some reason i was exhausted. i'm used to going on very little sleep, but today i just wasn't feeling it. my only consolation is that i do get to make those 5 hours up elsewhere. today i left at 1:30 (and came straight home and slept til 6) and tomorrow i get to leave at 2:30. so i'm still getting off early for my birthday.
overall it worked out great at minimal cost to myself. i'm now refreshed and ready to go watch spidey-man 2 tonite at the midnite showing. it should be great. i'm really excited. it is a perfect way to start my birthday. then i open tomorrow and have a relatively short day. on another happy note, i made quota on my first full quota month at work. in fact, i made it and then a few more. so i'm happy about that too. that will be a pretty decent commission check to be expecting at the end of july. that with the three transcriptions i have in my possession should be perfect for pimpin my ride.
my god, could you imagine me taking a car on pimp my ride? i'd be like, ummm... why is the underside of my car glowing?? i don't listen to CD's anymore, i don't need a disc changer. how can i watch tv in the car while i'm driving?? i'm too practical for anything like that. but i am going to try to make my car as fun as possible and as functional as possible (that would mean all the aforementioned broken stuff working). for now... now, it is dinner time.
