Note...Remember I was wondering what Friday would be like?

Well, I'm not at work. But I am at my parents house with my good ole' dog, Sam. Why?

Someone took a sledge hammer to the front door while my dad was at work and my mom (still frail and recovering from heart surgery, cancer surgery and a broken hip) was home alone. The guy broke into the house after beating the metal door to smithereens. Luckily, mom was able to get outside and call the police. The guy, for some strange reason, left without taking anything.

So, I'm here to keep my mom company and to help my dad put up a new front door.

What is wrong with this world?

This is my last week working full-time. Next week I begin working 25 hours a week only instead of 40+. Of course, I looked forward to this week - being over, mainly. Especially now.

Why is it that when you are on that last stretch it seems to give you a stitch in your side five seconds into it?

Monday:
I scan and scan incessantly. More work than previously. I'm still fielding asinine and ridiculous tech support calls.

Tuesday:
Two members of our already short-staffed team call out. Not just for the day - but the week. On top of that, the second person who is supposed to help me scan doesn't.


Wednesday:
Oh, sweet reprieve at work. I only had to field phone calls instead of scan. Nothing too bad went wrong.

Thursday:
More scanning than ever before! My wrists are complaining from the repetitive motions that lasted four hours straight. But, I got it all done. Until tomorrow.

Friday...well...Friday has another person off work for the day and another associate on a half-day. This is on top of the fact that we are already two people short. That leaves...oh...me and one person for most of my "day" shift and then only me (as per usual) at night.

It will, indeed, be a long night.

On the bright side...um... ...on the bright side... ...

Aha!

On the bright side, I got a glorious free fortune cookie that informed me that doors were going to open for me in life. All hail the mighty fortune cookie!

Long distance even and collect! The bastards! If they weren't so yummy and tasty, why I...

*shakes fist*

Sooo...I found in Target today (shhhh...don't tell anyone, but I supported a large chain store [hangs head in shame]):

Strawberry Whoppers!

Oh yeah, baby. Come to mama. Mmmm..Good.

What? I like my sweets.

On another note, I hate scanning documents. It takes forever when one has a gazillion of them. Two hours. Two straight hours of standing in front of a scanner. Folders, removing staples, stapling, scanning, saving, etc, etc.



I want to be a trust fund baby.

*gasp* I changed my icon.

Couldn't resist....the cuteness...

Shit! I'm really am a girl.

Do this:

Go to www.google.com

Type in:

Google Chuck Norris

Hit the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button instead of the "Search" button.

Enjoy.

Oh, and run. Fast. He's right behind you.