I’m sooooo over being sick. Just when I think I am getting better an army of germs bitch slap me back to a nose dripping, headache pounding ball of sick. Seriously I haven’t smelled anything in two weeks.
Work has been fun as ever. One of my employees is being fired this week. The decision was made last week but some asshat genius thought “hey let’s wait a week, yeah that’s a good idea, I’m smart.” I mean come on, why the hell wait. So the two of us in the office that know have to pretend like everything is normal, including doing regular training and completing the April schedule with her on it. Am I missing something?
That’s it, just a quick update, more soon. Now I’m off to mix a Nyquil cocktail
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So the last couple days have been spent in haze due to the foggy medicine-head feeling that comes from a regular cycle of Sudafed, Mucinex, and Nyquil. I have just been really weak and tired. Needing to get out and get some fresh air, I went and washed my car today and it just took it out of me. I was seriously just plum tuckered out. And you know when it hits the plum section of the tired scale, it’s serious.
Yesterday, again desiring to get out of the house, Jeff suggested a movie so we went and saw “I Love You Man.” We sat close to the front so if I sneezed or projectiled anything else out of my mouth it would just splat on the screen instead of the back of someones head. It was a really good movie. I thought from the title and couple commercials I saw that it may be kind of a silly-funny-jokey type movie. But it was a rather good story with some really funny lines. Paul Rudd did a great job and Jason Segel was funny as the “bromance” friend. Go see it.
And tomorrow it is back to work, UGH. I would stay home and recuperate some more but I have a meeting I really should attend. Oh well at least I love my job, oh wait, crap. It’s going to be a long week.
Just been busy and in a rut lately. It ain’t easy being me ya know.
I tinkled in a cup and they didn’t find anything so I am now working for a local courier service. It’s official, I have a second job. I figure I love my first job so much, why not have another? Yeah right, but I did want to accelerate the goals of bill paying and buying a house so I sought out something that I really wouldn’t have to deal with the public too much. The job consists of picking up time sensitive packages or documents from one business and delivering them another. Or after my paperwork is accepted from the TSA, picking up things at the airport and delivering to businesses.
Basically I was looking for a way to earn some extra money and since I hardly put any miles on my car, I thought zooming up and down the highway would work out. I work as an independent contractor and set my own availability for runs which was a plus, rather than committing to a set schedule each week. Compensation is a percentage of the total cost the business pays for the delivery. And being paid as an I/C I will need to be extra disciplined to withhold my own taxes. Time will tell if it lasts for a few weeks, months, or something more permanent.
So in the shell of a nut, that is the plan.
Joe Lieberman, the multiple personality McCain campaigner, is now praising Obama and getting on board with his ideas. Gee don’t hurt yourself jumping on his coat tails as plans for progress are put in place?
Past it, clueless, and needing to just go away are the things that come to mind when I think of him.
It’s on my couch with Girl Scout Tagalong cookies and a glass of milk.
It is booger freezing cold here in the Burgh. We didn’t get the snow the east coast got but the bitter temps and wind sure have taken hold.
Alison and Paul have escaped the bitter cold of Pittsburgh and are in Florida so I am on kitty duty. Only the extreme cuteness of Chloe and Bob can make me get out of bed any earlier in the morning.
I have a new pizza stone I bought at a pampered chef party. The name is confusing because frankly I did not feel all that pampered, but I got some cool kitchen merchandise out of it, so it’s all good. I have not made pizza pie in years since I had a my own pizza shop back in the day. I shall channel my inner dough tosser and create once again.
The CEO of my company had his pay cut in half from last year. Poor guy, having to go from 6 mil to 3. Perhaps us peons that make the company successful, the ones giving up raises and incentive pay, could take up a collection. Or put on a concert, we could call it Asshat-aid.
Me...Day to Day | Brent | 
March 30, 2009 7:27 pm | 
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