Saturday, September 25, 2010
If Idiots Could Fly, This Place Would Be An Airport
And, that, is what it was like at work today. For NINE hours. "Do you have a flat pink thing that I see all over?" Amazingly. I had one. She wanted two.
I might have said too much while someone else was teaching the Composting Class (17) and probably annoyed the gal teaching but I never interrupted and never contradicted. Which is huge when I think of my normal behaviour. No longer a shrinking violet. I think the temperature in the greenhouse, where the classes are held, was near 100 with very high humidity because I had just watered everything. Jungle Heat. I was very happy when lunchtime arrived. I could take off a layer of clothes and cool off. I also drank many cups of cold water. Yesterday was cold. Today was August all over again.
I had too many slices of class day coffee cake. And I had a multi grain roll and cheese along with my oil and vinegar dressed salad. Too much food. I don't think I will be having dinner tonight. G is exhausted. A number of people didn't show up for work today and when he called replacements they said no. So, not the happiest of days for a store manager.
I'm going to read my book for awhile and have a cup of coffee. If I don't fall asleep first, I will watch another disc of Season One/Fringe. Tomorrow is Sunday and G and I have many, many things to do. Lots of work we have put off until Sunday. Not good.
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So, I'm curious, what was the flat pink thing the lady wanted? Gee, I might need a couple of those too,lol!
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