Near Easter
Apr. 1st, 2006 11:37 pmBy the way, my boss is again in charge of my schedules, so they've resumed being basically Tuesdays and Fridays off...but I'm working Good Friday the 14th to get Thursday the 13th off for personal reasons, and (I was surprised to find out) we get Easter as an unpaid holiday so I have Easter Sunday off but then must work four days in a row immediately thereafter to get my full paycheck for that week (not that I'm complaining that he was thoughtful enough to ensure I got all my hours, because I want to work and support myself and I like my job). Generally, though, Tuesdays and Fridays.
hmmmm...maybe I should communicate with my brother before making any Easter plans (not that I need to plan anything...I could just go to Easter mass, have a brunch, and do housework all day and get caught up...oh, and eat candy. I saw white chocolate bunnies today. Mmmmm.)
This entry is poorly written but I haven't time to fix it. (I should make that my sig. file, or get a rubbber stamp made up. )
hmmmm...maybe I should communicate with my brother before making any Easter plans (not that I need to plan anything...I could just go to Easter mass, have a brunch, and do housework all day and get caught up...oh, and eat candy. I saw white chocolate bunnies today. Mmmmm.)
This entry is poorly written but I haven't time to fix it. (I should make that my sig. file, or get a rubbber stamp made up. )
Happy Foolish Day!
Apr. 1st, 2006 11:19 pm1. In honor of the holiday, a few statements overheard at work today...
"They've been selling like madcakes..."
(female associate bantering with male associate) "Get your mind out of my gutter."
(two employeees leaving lunchroom) "Oh, put your clothes on!"
2. Mal wanted to post a recipe for Madcakes. I was skeptical of this recipe, especially since the ingredients includes "Enough cinnamon to choke a small horse, (such as a Shetland Pony)" and "three drops of human blood from a willing healthy donor (may be omitted if neccessary)". Reading down, 2 cups of the cinnamon go into the batter, 1 tablespoon is mixed with butter and spread over the tops and the rest is to be, and this is very important, he says, thrown into the air above your head while you shout "Whheeeee!!!". It's just not a Madcake without that.
3. I should observe Friend RC's birthday by posting how his DC Heroes game went at Con, but alas, in real-life, unlike in that game, I lack superspeed powers and so must put it off for a night when I'm not getting over a sinus infection, getting up early for church in the 'morrow, and losing an hour to Daylight Savings.
"They've been selling like madcakes..."
(female associate bantering with male associate) "Get your mind out of my gutter."
(two employeees leaving lunchroom) "Oh, put your clothes on!"
2. Mal wanted to post a recipe for Madcakes. I was skeptical of this recipe, especially since the ingredients includes "Enough cinnamon to choke a small horse, (such as a Shetland Pony)" and "three drops of human blood from a willing healthy donor (may be omitted if neccessary)". Reading down, 2 cups of the cinnamon go into the batter, 1 tablespoon is mixed with butter and spread over the tops and the rest is to be, and this is very important, he says, thrown into the air above your head while you shout "Whheeeee!!!". It's just not a Madcake without that.
3. I should observe Friend RC's birthday by posting how his DC Heroes game went at Con, but alas, in real-life, unlike in that game, I lack superspeed powers and so must put it off for a night when I'm not getting over a sinus infection, getting up early for church in the 'morrow, and losing an hour to Daylight Savings.
Scheduling at my workplace is now being done by a computer. Note: not *with* a computer, but allegedly *by* a computer. Most of you are tech-savvy enough to know that computers make management decisions about as well as a trained chicken. My days off for each week are now variable in position, hopefully not in weekly quantity. Next week and the week after I'm been given Sunday and Monday off, but that doesn't mean I can rely on that for future weeks. Constant change requiring constant adjustment of my carefully-constructed life-skill task-accomplishment patterns. Joy.
By the way, I passed my yearly evaluation at work. I should soon be receiving a 40-cent raise, bringing me up to $7.55 an hour. One of these days maybe I'll post some of the anecdotes of my life among the Blue-Vested People. Collectively, I call such anecdotes 'The Janitor Diaries'. I'm not sure whether I can get a realistic novel out of these tales, or if it would wind up being a 200 page book with 150 pages of women trying to get into bathrooms.