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Wednesday, April 4, 2007


   Guest: How are you? Me: Tired and cranky.
I was going to rant here, but after an hour and a half of reading email & playing solitaire while waiting for email to come up, I've run out of vitreol and will just post.

Tuesday pretty much sucked. It was cold and windy outside. I don't mind the cold, but the wind can make me very nervous. I've been like that since the years at the screenprint shop and the prevailing South wind would whistle through the door to the shop. Tuesday's wind was from the Northwest and was gusting up to 40 miles an hour. The trip to work was one gigantic right turn as I had to steer to the right to keep from being blown off the road.

Work sucked because of so many things. As usual, I worked with the psycho. I really am tired of being the only one to work with him. Also because of the wind, my eyes itched. The sales director and one of the maintenance men were sitting in the sales director's office talking and smoking. That didn't help my itchy eyes at all. The smell was enough to make my sinuses close up. I had to close the door that leads to the offices in back. Then there's the fact that I was scheduled to work 4 to 12 Wednesday, which would mean I would get to drive the shuttle, but the girl scheduled for 3 to 11 can't work it and I have to do it now and get stuck working with the little psycho yet again. Then there was the internet... or the lack thereof. Yeah, the internet was having issues at work. I spent at least an hour talking to tech support to see if we could get it working again. Guests were asking about it. The last guy I talked to was support for the wireless connection. After a half hour or more phone call, he couldn't figure out what was going on and asked for the cable connection's tech support number because there was something weird going on. I don't know if they ever got it worked out. I finally gave up on email and such and did my shift change and played solitaire until the night auditor came in.

God, I hate that place.

I just want to survive tomorrow with my sanity relatively intact, so I can go to the concert Thursday night and not feel like crap. Then all I have to do is get through yet one more night of work with the little psycho and then it's vacation time! A week away from that hell hole! Yay!

Well, I guess this did turn into a little bit of a rant after all. It's nowhere near as bad as it would have been at midnight when I got home.

It's now 1:40 am. I think I'm going to go to bed now.

Laters!





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