End of days

Today was my final day at work. I actually went to work and was busy. I wanted to get out by 3:30 -4ish, but still was there until almost 5. WTF? One of my co-workers had a Starbucks coffee party for me, and two other FAW's took me to lunch. I also got flowers delivered from one of my instructors. All in all it was a good going away. And no tears.... I'm going to miss the people and the job, but not the politics.

Now I get to figure out what's next. I still have no job, but I have applications out all over. Its going to be ok. Mom and husband assure me so.

Very Disappointing

Friday's Message from the Universe

Sometimes, it's easy to forget that you always have options, Sonja.

That your power has remained intact.

And that everything, up until now, has just been practice for the really, really good stuff.

Tallyho,
The Universe

Stolen truck

My F.A.W. (Friend at work) PRB sent me an article about bunnies screwing on an airstrip and clogging up air traffic. Good story, funny even, but I think this is better.

A local fire station here in the area had a fire engine stolen from their station. Let me repeat that, someone came into the fire station, where the firemen work and stole a FIRE ENGINE. Not the really big one with the ladder and all, but still a FIRE ENGINE.

That in and of itself is funny, but the best part is that it was stolen on Saturday and not recovered until Monday. What the hell do you do with a florescent lime green fire engine all weekend. That's not like stealing a Toyota, I think the neighbors might notice you joy-riding around the hood in a fire engine.

FIRE TRUCK UPDATE

Friday Moment of Zen

German squirrel on a rampage injures 3 people
72-year-retiree dispatches rowdy rodent with a crutch

Updated: 9:23 a.m. ET June 14, 2007

BERLIN - An aggressive squirrel attacked and injured three people in a German town before a 72-year-old pensioner dispatched the rampaging animal with his crutch.

The squirrel first ran into a house in the southern town of Passau, leapt from behind on a 70-year-old woman, and sank its teeth into her hand, a local police spokesman said on Thursday.
With the squirrel still hanging from her hand, the woman ran onto the street in panic, where she managed to shake it off.

The animal then entered a building site and jumped on a construction worker, injuring him on the hand and arm, before he managed to fight it off with a measuring pole.

"After that, the squirrel went into the 72-year-old man's garden and massively attacked him on the arms, hand and thigh," the spokesman said. "Then he killed it with his crutch."

The spokesman said experts thought the attack may have been linked to the mating season or because the squirrel was ill.

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When Free isn't

The free day we got Tuesday because of the blown transformer, turned out not to be so free. On Wednesday we were told we had to take vacation, personal or flex time to make it up. This has occurred before...on hurricane days.

Here's my objection to this make-up policy. I would have worked had I been allowed to. I was almost there in fact. Had I been told, "Go to ABC office and you will work there" I would have happily complied. Ok, maybe not happily.

But that is not what I was told. I was told, "Go home". Since it was not my choice to not work, why should I have to pay for it? Why can't my employer build in extra work days to cover these little emergencies?

On the up side we only had to make-up 4 hours instead of 8. That was awfully nice.

Full week's work

I actually planned to work a full week this week. I know shocking. I was more than half way there this morning after having one of those daily starts that just tells you its going to be a mess today.

I splashed yogurt on my 2nd to last pair of pants and had to change. Decided to take the dry cleaning in, and left my debit card at home.

Anyway, while on the interstate, I get a call from a co-worker that the building has been closed because a transformer blew and there was no power. Most importantly, no AC, its damn hot right now. This phone call led to me driving around in circle for about 20 minutes caught between, "should I go to the building to check on my classes, or should I go home?" I ended up calling the boss' assistant who told all my people to go home and come back tomorrow.

I went home and went and went back to bed. Just like a snow, but hotter.

Adjectives

Well my mother apologized and told me she was wrong. She discovered last week what I already knew was true....fuck is an adjective. I think I get to use it again, if it it doesn't offend my one sometimes two readers.

Saturday Moment of Zen

On advise of counsel (my mother) I am not going to blog about work anymore, at least not negatively. She feels that maybe someone may be looking here and using it to torpedo me. I'm not sure, but not need to temp fate.

I will also be trying not to swear as much. According to my mother, the f-word is not an adjective. I don't really agree and tend to find it to be my most favorite explicative, but we will see. I'll try. I also don't buy into the theory that only ignorant people swear (no my mother didn't say that). I'm actually very smart and still I like to swear.

So we'll see how this goes.