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Nothing like waking up early for nothing.
I woke up bright and early this morning, fresh as a morning daisy after 5 1/2 hours of crappy sleep. Of course they're digging at the office park again, which means I have to be out there, stuporvising. Of course, since I would be baking in the hot sun all day and stepping in mud and so forth, I wore an oldish pair of jeans and a collared tee shirt to work.
Well, I got to the dig site. And wouldn't you know it, digging was cancelled for the day because those who know best never got around to giving their papal blessing to the work. And I can't go to work in jeans and a tee shirt. If I wasn't watching the dig, I would be going to a meeting, and it's poor form to go dressed all scrubby while everyone else is in suits and ties. So I went back home.
After a stop at the Gas Nazi, thankfully I was the first person on line, I went back home and changed into some better clothes. On my way out, just as I slammed the door shut, I realized that I had locked my keys in my apartment. Fuck.
I keep a spare car key in my wallet. I drove to work. When I got a chance to catch up to my boss, he told me that the meeting was cancelled. So I wore my shirt and tie for nothing.
Thankfully, the rest of the day was better, otherwise I would have started shooting people by now.
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In other news, my dad got a new computer. A year ago, the guy thought he'd never learn to use a computer. Now he has a better computer than me.
I woke up bright and early this morning, fresh as a morning daisy after 5 1/2 hours of crappy sleep. Of course they're digging at the office park again, which means I have to be out there, stuporvising. Of course, since I would be baking in the hot sun all day and stepping in mud and so forth, I wore an oldish pair of jeans and a collared tee shirt to work.
Well, I got to the dig site. And wouldn't you know it, digging was cancelled for the day because those who know best never got around to giving their papal blessing to the work. And I can't go to work in jeans and a tee shirt. If I wasn't watching the dig, I would be going to a meeting, and it's poor form to go dressed all scrubby while everyone else is in suits and ties. So I went back home.
After a stop at the Gas Nazi, thankfully I was the first person on line, I went back home and changed into some better clothes. On my way out, just as I slammed the door shut, I realized that I had locked my keys in my apartment. Fuck.
I keep a spare car key in my wallet. I drove to work. When I got a chance to catch up to my boss, he told me that the meeting was cancelled. So I wore my shirt and tie for nothing.
Thankfully, the rest of the day was better, otherwise I would have started shooting people by now.
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In other news, my dad got a new computer. A year ago, the guy thought he'd never learn to use a computer. Now he has a better computer than me.
