Monday, February 21, 2005

Sick Days

After my cool vacation days posting, I have to put up the sad story of me getting sick, deathly sick, and missing the rest of the week. Thanks to my extra-cool boss it wasn't a problem and I actually had enough to time recover fully. The downside to all of this you ask? I am paid hourly and because of my trip and sickness, I think I only got 5 hours of work in last week. If you are doing the math, that doesn't pay the bills. If you are really doing the math you are saying, "Jay, what bills?" I'm just saying $50 for the week is a little less then average. Too bad I wasn't on salary. Of course if I was on salary I wouldn't have gotten the vacation, wouldn't have gotten sick, wouldn't have needed the paid sick days anyway. Around and around we go with all the what if's and hypotheticals. Oh well.....back to work!

Friday, February 11, 2005

Vacation Time

I am taking a vacation to Dallas this weekend. It's so hard to surprise people these days. It's actually like a mini-high school reunion for me. I'm going to get to see my 4 best buds from the Rebel days and quite frankly it's been too long since the last time. I would also like to come up with something original pertaining to Single Awareness Day on Monday, but I'm fresh out and at my wits end. I got some lovely news the other day about my work enviroment. Apparently, I could jeopardize my employment by using AOL, or MSN, or any kind of instant messaging for that fact. Good thing it stopped working then. I'm not complaining because I don't like my work, it's just nice to get the occassional conversation break from work. I also found that I can't check my hotmail email anymore. That is a little more frustrating because I don't see the harm except if I'm silly enough to download a virus or something. However, I'm too scared of losing my job to download anything at work. Speaking of work.......

Monday, February 07, 2005

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It is so weird....I've found that working 40 hours a week is semi-exhausting. I can no longer make fun of my parents for going to bed at 9 p.m. because I am usually only an hour behind them. Is this what my life has come to? Am I officially a member of the rat-race? My life actually feels like those black and white ads of almost robotic people traveling to work. Wake-up, work, sleep, repeat for four more days. The transition from late nights and doing "whatever" I wanted to no late nights and doing whatever my boss wants can seem very difficult at times. Superbowl note: Why was I tired after sitting for 4 hours watching t.v.? I need to get out more.