Coming back to work after being off for so long was a bit of an adjustment.
The adjustment was made more difficult by the fact that it has been a really shitty weekend overall.
There was no specific problem with Friday; it just sucked.
Basically, the day moved incredibly slowly.
Saturday found me waking up and thinking that it was Sunday.
That always sets the pace for what will be a shitty day, as I go from thinking that I only have 12 and a half hours to realizing that I actually have 25 hours left.
(Some time ago I found myself really irritated at Bono, who, along with Bill and Melinda Gates, has been named one of the Persons of the Year by Time, and the rest of U2 because I was awoken by the song “Sunday, Bloody Sunday” on my clock radio, even though it was really only Saturday, Bloody Saturday.)
I should mention that I don’t hate my job. In fact, as far as jobs go, I actually like mine.
If we wanted to talk jobs I’ve hated we’d be talking about the year I spent doing tech support over the phone, or my brief stint as a garbageman, or…well, suffice to say that I’ve had jobs that I’ve hated, jobs that have sucked the life right out of me and eaten away at my very soul. This isn’t one of them. This job gives me a lot of time off and pays extremely well for the amount of actual work involved.
But in all honesty, if I had a choice between working and not working (but still having money), I’d go with not working every time.
That’s an attitude that goes against my Finnish heritage (The Finns have an old saying that translates as “Hard work cures all ills”), and the example set by my father when I was growing up, but that’s just the way it is.
But, of course, I do have to work, and so I do, and so here I am.
In any case, I had decided on Friday night that I wanted as much sleep as possible, and so I chose to forego the Saturday morning workout and get an extra 45 minutes of sleep.
On my way in to work I stopped at a nearby convenience store and was astounded by the fact that I had to stand in line at 5:40 in the morning on a Saturday. I mean, WTF? It’s before 6 AM on a Saturday. I shouldn’t have to deal with crowds.
What made things worse was the fact that the person standing in line ahead of me smelled like a combination of piss and Aqua Velva, with the emphasis on the former.
Once I got to work I had to deal with a weird issue that forced me to spend a good portion of my morning sitting on a conference call trying to pay attention and eat my breakfast at the same time.
Throughout the day I had several other weird issues to deal with, so by the end of my shift I had zero tolerance for weird shit.
Today started off with a weird issue, but it fizzled out pretty quickly and mostly it’s just been a long, long day.
Still don’t really know where things stand on the whole condo thing, but I guess I’ll get it sorted out one way or another this week.
Beyond just being extremely bored at work, not much else is going on.
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