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[May. 26th, 2008|11:42 pm] |
Today was my first day off since Easter Sunday, and I found the whole thing confusing and upsetting.
There was nowhere I had to be! Nothing I had to do! I simply can't exist with that kind of disorder in my life. So I became my own boss for the day.
I woke up late, at the advanced hour of seven AM. Luckily my commute involved sitting in bed and reading Ulysses for an hour, so I wasn't in too bad a shape. Breakfast involved me having to efficiently sift out the bad granola from the good, which is a fancy way of saying I threw away the stale half of the box on top and ate a bowl of the lower half. The coffee I made was pretty bad and I considered firing myself for it, but that seemed a little drastic, plus I was being my own union rep today as well, and I would have had to go bust my own balls if I'd fired myself until I gave myself my job back.
Later on we went out looking for Wii Fit. Sadly my executive reconnaissance mission met with failure. But I put in a special order for it at Circuit City. That made me feel better about my chances of promoting myself, though I had a couple of beers at lunchtime and I'm pretty sure I smelled my own breath when I was coming back into work for the afternoon.
This afternoon involved hard work while I drew the comic. I wasn't happy with some of my slipshod inking. At one point I called myself Rob Liefeld and then dragged myself outside for such an insult. I'd have beaten the crap out of me if I hadn't apologised. Things are said in the heat of the moment that we don't always mean. I made up with myself and cancelled the restraining order paperwork I'd had my secretary, me, start drawing up.
In short, being your own boss is tougher than I thought. I'm not sure how I'll survive away from the rigid structure of a job for a week in Vegas in the middle of June. I'm sure one day I'll leave Mary by the pool on some pretence, and then I'll be found in the hotel room by one of the maids, performing cycle counts on the toiletries and putting the right TPS cover sheets on all the complimentary magazines.
(n.b. I am not actually this crazy.) |
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I am not actually this crazy
bullshit. :)
by the by the link is broken, you have an extra quotation mark in the url.
also, by the by, i'm thankful you're not one of those people who either:
* stood in line early this morning for the Holiday Sale deals at your local retailer and then when you didn't get every single thing you wanted, you call corporate and complain...
* stayed home, watched tv, and called and complained about something stupid reguarding the cable service.
of course i no longer work retail customer care, and i take calls from cable customers in California... but i'm thankful that you're not one of those people just the same. | |
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