The Awesomeness of Today
Well, its only noon here, and its already been a wonderful day!
70 degrees
Bright sunshine
Good coffee
and, I get the rest of the day off!
Why? Well, I have apparently been "downsized."
Ok, not downsized like that.
Closer to this, but still (despite what you may think) thats not apropos.
Back when they said they were going to crack down on people taking too long of lunches, I thought it was good since I always did what I needed to do in my hour, while others were going out and getting tans, THEN getting food and taking longer than their hour. I usually had to wait for them to come back before I could go, so I spent many days getting needlessly hungrier.
But they made it a sweeping policy that included lateness as well, my particular vice, which carried heavier penalties than calling in sick all the time.
I didn't call in sick much. 2 days following being mugged and having an eye swollen shut, and 1 day because I was going to be late, and figured I might as well call in sick instead of get fired.
As with most of my life, I was always bad on timing, but great on attendance. And since the lateness isn't from drunkenness, stress, or anything other than my internal clock is fucked up, I made sure that I worked hard and honestly.
No matter, they figured the job done by me and the other guy could be done by one person, and since I was the newest one and I came in late alot, the choice was obvious.
Or maybe it was because I was the only regular employee who didn't date boys....I don't know.
So now to move forward in the job market. Or, as Yogurt put it:
"Spaceballs 2: The Search for More Money."
70 degrees
Bright sunshine
Good coffee
and, I get the rest of the day off!
Why? Well, I have apparently been "downsized."
Ok, not downsized like that.
Closer to this, but still (despite what you may think) thats not apropos.
Back when they said they were going to crack down on people taking too long of lunches, I thought it was good since I always did what I needed to do in my hour, while others were going out and getting tans, THEN getting food and taking longer than their hour. I usually had to wait for them to come back before I could go, so I spent many days getting needlessly hungrier.
But they made it a sweeping policy that included lateness as well, my particular vice, which carried heavier penalties than calling in sick all the time.
I didn't call in sick much. 2 days following being mugged and having an eye swollen shut, and 1 day because I was going to be late, and figured I might as well call in sick instead of get fired.
As with most of my life, I was always bad on timing, but great on attendance. And since the lateness isn't from drunkenness, stress, or anything other than my internal clock is fucked up, I made sure that I worked hard and honestly.
No matter, they figured the job done by me and the other guy could be done by one person, and since I was the newest one and I came in late alot, the choice was obvious.
Or maybe it was because I was the only regular employee who didn't date boys....I don't know.
So now to move forward in the job market. Or, as Yogurt put it:
"Spaceballs 2: The Search for More Money."
posted by K at 12:00 PM
6 Comments:
So...do you need your money back?
MOM
maybe...we'll talk about it soon.
(come to seattle)
seattle....
I drove by your old apartment in Hollywood and 5 people have rented it since your departure. So I guess your stuck.
I can't really think of any jobs you can be late at.
-Erik
Racists! They're racists! My being late is a genetic mutation, and I can't fight genetics! (jus kiddin)
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