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April 16, 2006
General Malaise
Don't you hate it when you know you have thought of four or five great ideas for blog entries—that you cannot remember? My apologies in advance.
Instead I will rant about the ridiculousness of the fact that I had to work today.
OK, I'm grateful on one level: I'm broke. So very broke. So I appreciate that I was scheduled to work at all. God I hate it that I'm broke.
On the same token, I was scheduled for a four hour shift in the middle of the day. My parents live two hours away. Because of the timing of my shift and the length of time it would take to travel to my parents' home or from my parents' home I was basically prevented from being with them on Easter for the first time in… several years.
Shame on me for not asking for the day off far enough in advance. I take the blame for that, too.
So… then I asked if I could at least leave early?
That wasn't an option, either. My store manager was so excited about all of the projects we were completing that she kept us all until the appointed closing hour.
The amount of business we did today was about 25 percent of the business we usually get on a Sunday.
Fucking Wal-Mart was closed, for God's sake! As was Cub, Rainbow and Target.
So no groceries… but if you want a book?
[+] Posted by Sinner, who was transgressing at the time (April 16, 2006 7:56 PM) by revealing evil. [+]
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I feel your pain. The corp that I work for kept us Good Friday when all of our customers were closed, I can't figure that one out. Oh well, welcome to the machine I guess. Hope you get to spend time with the parents soon. :D
Thank you, darling!
Actually the parents will be overnighting next week. And apparently will be bringing furniture for the new place. That's cool. I'm not above occasional bits of charity.
Kudos to you for getting some furniture and love all at once! Outfitting a new place can be hellishly expensive, I say if parents want to help out...Tell them what to get and be ultragrateful! Glad to hear you will get to spend some time with them though.
It's all good. My house is close to the airport and my mom has to take a red-eye the next morning. That ends up being a good excuse to see them with some frequency.
I wish I could do that with my mom. Since she moved I never get to see her. I really miss her. You are a very lucky (and sexy) man darling. :D