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I'm so weird.
Jun. 3rd, 2010 08:10 pmFirst part of this isn't really going to contain my weirdness, just my pissed-offedness at work this week.
Ok, so I had Sunday off for memorial day and then I had to work monday. 9 hours. Then I worked tuesday, in which we had to do makeup work from monday plus all of tuesdays orders and even with calling in people from other departments I ended up with a 10 hour day. Wednesday was closer to normal, pubs all day, dust in every conceivable location and horrible heavy carts, 8 hour day. Then today. Started out slow, was busy for a bit. Got so slow they sent some of us to lunch or sent to pubs. I didn't know because I had a big order. Back to the desk, I get another semi-large order only to find people going by me with pubs. Slows down again and people get sent on break. Come back. 266 line order and 2 hours until I'm at 8. I could do it. I did it because they asked the people who had more than 3 pages to call the desk and we'd get help. My 'help' effed up my order by putting books on the wrong shelf though. I said 'Fuck this' and let him get the errors. I go back to the desk and get sent out to help somebody. Why didn't they just let me do my fucking order myself instead of having to go help someone else when I'm finally done! Get back up there and I can finally go. 8 3/4 hours.
I lived at work this week and it sucked ass. So glad it's my weekend.
Anyway, on to my weirdness.
I got home and I was hungry so I made a salad. Well,it was pretty much made I just added some cheese and turkey lunch meat(because we had no chicken xD;) and ate that. Then I was so tired I got off the computer a bit and don't remember what I did. Then all I wanted to do was curl up in bed with a drink and my computer. So I did.
Cue 2 hours of mind-numbing nothingness.
Then I go back and look at Paranoia some more and am like, "You know what, I could work on that Vlanny thing for Martel." so I go and do so.
Only I'm so tired I'm laying down on my stomach with the computer on my pillow barely keeping my head up.
Then I'm not keeping my head up.
So I'm typing with my face into the mattress. And still am typing better than I do when looking at the screen sometimes. xDD
Anyway, I just had to say that. That and I'm roasting to death for some reason even though it's raining outside. Maybe because my room is tiny and I have two blankets on and my computer going with my door closed. That would make sense, even to my sleepyness muddled mind.
Yep. I'll go with that.
~Adi out
Ok, so I had Sunday off for memorial day and then I had to work monday. 9 hours. Then I worked tuesday, in which we had to do makeup work from monday plus all of tuesdays orders and even with calling in people from other departments I ended up with a 10 hour day. Wednesday was closer to normal, pubs all day, dust in every conceivable location and horrible heavy carts, 8 hour day. Then today. Started out slow, was busy for a bit. Got so slow they sent some of us to lunch or sent to pubs. I didn't know because I had a big order. Back to the desk, I get another semi-large order only to find people going by me with pubs. Slows down again and people get sent on break. Come back. 266 line order and 2 hours until I'm at 8. I could do it. I did it because they asked the people who had more than 3 pages to call the desk and we'd get help. My 'help' effed up my order by putting books on the wrong shelf though. I said 'Fuck this' and let him get the errors. I go back to the desk and get sent out to help somebody. Why didn't they just let me do my fucking order myself instead of having to go help someone else when I'm finally done! Get back up there and I can finally go. 8 3/4 hours.
I lived at work this week and it sucked ass. So glad it's my weekend.
Anyway, on to my weirdness.
I got home and I was hungry so I made a salad. Well,it was pretty much made I just added some cheese and turkey lunch meat(because we had no chicken xD;) and ate that. Then I was so tired I got off the computer a bit and don't remember what I did. Then all I wanted to do was curl up in bed with a drink and my computer. So I did.
Cue 2 hours of mind-numbing nothingness.
Then I go back and look at Paranoia some more and am like, "You know what, I could work on that Vlanny thing for Martel." so I go and do so.
Only I'm so tired I'm laying down on my stomach with the computer on my pillow barely keeping my head up.
Then I'm not keeping my head up.
So I'm typing with my face into the mattress. And still am typing better than I do when looking at the screen sometimes. xDD
Anyway, I just had to say that. That and I'm roasting to death for some reason even though it's raining outside. Maybe because my room is tiny and I have two blankets on and my computer going with my door closed. That would make sense, even to my sleepyness muddled mind.
Yep. I'll go with that.
~Adi out
