What's that say about me?

Random (sometimes) entertaining prattle from the mind of a rather ordinary girl with extraordinary powers.

Friday, June 10, 2005

Babble

What an unbelieveably shitty day yesterday. I closed on Wednesday night, which wouldn't be bad if I didn't have to open Thursday. I didn't sleep at all wednesday night and showed up at work at about 4am- a half an hour early. I decided to read in my car, figuring that when my coworker arrived at 430, I'd snap out of it and go inside to work. So I happen to glance at the clock and it's 435am. hmmmm. Everyone's allowed to be late every once in a while, so I went in and started working. Soon it's 445am. I call my coworkers house and he tells me that he didn't know he had to work. Okay, fair enough. He says he's on his way. Also fair enough. Then... he just never ever shows. I was alone at work from 4am until after 630 am. Not cool. Then, the milkman comes late and harasses me because he's tired (and late, as usual) and he wants us to open later so that he can catch a nap in his car. I almost hit him. It seems that things are looking up, becasue I get to leave at 1015 to go to a round table meeting in GB, and I'll be off by 12am. Yay!? No, not yay. So, I arrive at GB at 1020ish and sit there, reading again. Again, when I look at the clock it appears that it's already 11:00. The meeting should have started at 1045. Anyway, to make a long painful story short, yesterday before noon was complete shit. I had to leave the meeting early, "dissapointing" my district manager. (uh huh... maybe if someone knew how to keep a schedule, this wouldn't happen) It was just shit.

However... after that I went to The Holocaust museum in D.C. and - surprisingly- that brightened my mood (The company, not the subject matter). It's an interesting place- parts of it literally terrified me, and I won't be going back anytime soon. I'm not saying much important today, but let's just say that after about 8, my day got ridiculously good. Someone is going to read this and be confused, and that's okay. It was just a really good night, even if I am really boring and don't make much sense at times. I feel lucky to have the people in my life that I do right now.

2 Comments:

At 1:29 PM , Blogger Kate said...

"Its called 'Jews caught in a snowstorm'." I love you jamie. I do, I do.

 
At 1:51 PM , Blogger Jamie said...

Little moisture, little moisture.

 

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