A co-worker and I will be filing for unemployment later on this week. Such fun.
And I got another rejection email today. The torture never stops.
But, I have a cool new ringtone on my phone:
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Monday, September 11, 2006
The Call
The call came even before I got home from work today. The temp-wrangler cajoled SO into taking the message (even though she didn't want to) that there is no more work at Company, Inc., and I should not bother to come in tomorrow. But, I can come in if I want to clean out my desk.
A co-worker and I will be filing for unemployment later on this week. Such fun.
And I got another rejection email today. The torture never stops.
But, I have a cool new ringtone on my phone:
A co-worker and I will be filing for unemployment later on this week. Such fun.
And I got another rejection email today. The torture never stops.
But, I have a cool new ringtone on my phone:
Friday, September 1, 2006
Dark dungeons
I get a chimp-o-matic quote on my google homepage - this one is pretty funny:
It's important for us to explain to our nation that life is important. It's not only life of babies, but it's life of children living in, you know, the dark dungeons of the Internet.
--George W. Bush, Arlington Heights, IL, 10/24/2000
Those dark dungeons of the internet are keeping me entertained today, I'll have to say.
I ran 4 this morning with the dog. 9 on tap for tomorrow, with the last 5 a group run with my buddy M.
little boy ran a 3K race yesterday, finishing in 12:5x, probably the first quarter of the pack. We were all amazed when these 2 freshman came sprinting in around the 8:xx minute mark. Who ARE these wunderkinderen who can run two 4:xx miles as 14 year olds??? They finished a full four minutes before the other early finishers. We found out later that they'd been disqualified - they'd only run 2K.
Big Boy had a soccer game at school. Weather was beautiful. He only got to play about 5 min of the first half. He is peeved about it and wants to quit. I told him that it doesn't matter how much of an ass the coach is, if he doesn't participate in a sport, he can get a job.
This working 4 hours a day is great for my job as parent spectator of high school sports.
I may have a housepainting gig (for a co-worker who'll still be employed here at Company, Inc.) once this interminable hell that we like to call temping is over. It's rather ironic, now that I'll have time and the money to renovate houses, the market is so awful that we'd have trouble selling anything we did. That would suck. Only good things from today: I'll get my 1500 hour "vacation bonus" when this is done and unemployment should be almost half of what I'm making now, but I won't have them take taxes out, so I'll gross a little more than half.
No games or meets today, the boys had practice this morning and also worked on the retaining wall project and are off to the state fair with their buddy Nigel.
It's important for us to explain to our nation that life is important. It's not only life of babies, but it's life of children living in, you know, the dark dungeons of the Internet.
--George W. Bush, Arlington Heights, IL, 10/24/2000
Those dark dungeons of the internet are keeping me entertained today, I'll have to say.
I ran 4 this morning with the dog. 9 on tap for tomorrow, with the last 5 a group run with my buddy M.
little boy ran a 3K race yesterday, finishing in 12:5x, probably the first quarter of the pack. We were all amazed when these 2 freshman came sprinting in around the 8:xx minute mark. Who ARE these wunderkinderen who can run two 4:xx miles as 14 year olds??? They finished a full four minutes before the other early finishers. We found out later that they'd been disqualified - they'd only run 2K.
Big Boy had a soccer game at school. Weather was beautiful. He only got to play about 5 min of the first half. He is peeved about it and wants to quit. I told him that it doesn't matter how much of an ass the coach is, if he doesn't participate in a sport, he can get a job.
This working 4 hours a day is great for my job as parent spectator of high school sports.
I may have a housepainting gig (for a co-worker who'll still be employed here at Company, Inc.) once this interminable hell that we like to call temping is over. It's rather ironic, now that I'll have time and the money to renovate houses, the market is so awful that we'd have trouble selling anything we did. That would suck. Only good things from today: I'll get my 1500 hour "vacation bonus" when this is done and unemployment should be almost half of what I'm making now, but I won't have them take taxes out, so I'll gross a little more than half.
No games or meets today, the boys had practice this morning and also worked on the retaining wall project and are off to the state fair with their buddy Nigel.
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