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September 20, 2005

Last night, when I said I was starting work, they didn’t have me scheduled. ???

You’re supposed to call every day, before you start work, to see that you’re scheduled. So I called. My name was not on the list. So isn’t that fucking perfect? My first day of work turned out not to be my first day of work.

What the hell kind of company does that? Call to see if you’re coming in? So I’m not working this week. I’ll call on Monday to see if I’m scheduled for work. I can’t get any fucking work in this city.

Since my honey has taken the week off for all the funeral arrangements, today we just hung out together and cleaned up a bit. There’s more to do, but there’s more of the day and tomorrow still before we have company on Wednesday.

I suppose I should eat my sammich that I made for my dinner yesterday. Lord knows I didn’t need it.

I picked up my dry cleaning – I had a new pair of pants hemmed, $6.90. It’s not like I’m dirtying any work clothes, mostly I’ve been wearing what I’d normally wear on a casual Friday. And when I’m not working, I tend to wear the same clothes every single day. Tim’s staff are probably sick of seeing the same clothes, but WTF, I’m not here to impress them.

Tonight I’m hoping that the final INXS show is on – I got to see it last night where they were all to write a song with one of the band members. Please don’t let JD win it; he really, really sucks the big one.

Ok, I’ll go make myself a tea and clean up some more. But first a quick game of Zuma.

Oh, I forgot to mention, The Office starts tonight at 8:30 (and I’ll be home to see it!)… the American version of course. You know where I’ll be.

WTF?

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