muh. early.
Dec. 3rd, 2005 08:02 amAm attempting to collect myself to get to work at 8:45 for a mandatory stupid, for-insurance-purposes training session. They did this over the past year to get all the bartenders trained in something (alcohol awareness? whatever), and every time there was a session, I wasn't in it, and wasn't in it, and wasn't in it, and finally I asked them, "Why haven't I had this training?" They looked perplexed, and I asked if they were looking for a reason to fire me. No, no, they assured me. And it came out that they'd just sort of forgotten. Even though I'd reminded them in the midst of all of it. ... So, great.
So here I am in the last-minute we-have-to-do-this-before-year-end session, me and the newest of the new hires (who I haven't even met yet: some tool with like no availability that I don't know why the hell we hired if he can't ever work). And then, contrary to my expectations, I am also on the schedule to work 11-7 today, even though I will be at this training until at least noon and possibly later. Greeaaat. (I was hoping to at least get a Sat. afternoon off out of all this nonsense.)
The tragic part is that I would've called in today if I didn't have this training, because I just have so much shit to get done and am so tired already. Yesterday was a crazy, crazy day, a crazy day. Bleah. And I am filled with a deep, desirous need to spend the day with mah Boy. Eh well. Someday. 23 days now, and I will be in Melrose with him. (I wonder if I can convince him that we need to drive there on Christmas night? If we left at 10 pm we could be home by 3:30 am! Er... maybe not such a good idea. But I wanna beeeee theerrrre.)
In totally unrelated news, I am in dire need of a haircut.
So here I am in the last-minute we-have-to-do-this-before-year-end session, me and the newest of the new hires (who I haven't even met yet: some tool with like no availability that I don't know why the hell we hired if he can't ever work). And then, contrary to my expectations, I am also on the schedule to work 11-7 today, even though I will be at this training until at least noon and possibly later. Greeaaat. (I was hoping to at least get a Sat. afternoon off out of all this nonsense.)
The tragic part is that I would've called in today if I didn't have this training, because I just have so much shit to get done and am so tired already. Yesterday was a crazy, crazy day, a crazy day. Bleah. And I am filled with a deep, desirous need to spend the day with mah Boy. Eh well. Someday. 23 days now, and I will be in Melrose with him. (I wonder if I can convince him that we need to drive there on Christmas night? If we left at 10 pm we could be home by 3:30 am! Er... maybe not such a good idea. But I wanna beeeee theerrrre.)
In totally unrelated news, I am in dire need of a haircut.
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-08 02:30 pm (UTC)I am sorely, sorely tempted, however, to load up the car the night before, and then dump Z into it at about 3 am so I get there by the time everybody else is waking up. Which I may well do, especially given that Fiona is leaving on Monday night so that'll be my only chance to see her.