Just a lazy Sunday. The only productive thing I have in mind is touching up my resume. I’ll be meeting with my new boss Tuesday. I must accentuate my assets.
My leaving has put my work into turmoil. It’s flattering and satisfying at the same time. Flattering because while working at this place I never got the feeling of being a necessary piece of the what makes things tick. From the owners point of view I’m just another one of the peons with more responsibility. Now that I’m leaving things are falling apart and I see what I really mean to the company. It’s satisfying because of the owners’ blindness to what his workers mean to him. How he treats them will reflect on how they treat customers. If, in his mind, they’re only there to fill the hole and to get a paycheck then they aren’t going to have much pride for their position/company, are they? *shakes head* I’m done babbling about this.
Maybe I’ll get creative with myspace later…
It’s been an interesting weekend. Lets see, when did it begin? Saturday after work. Yes, I’ll start there.
I went over to Rachels house. FYI, Rachel is a friend whom I’ve known since I was a freshman in high school. She came up to me and asked if I wanted to be in a band with her and this drummer guy named Justin. Anyw00t Dude, she got a Dell. And a shelf to put it on. And some tiki lamps that Travis(her BF of long time) was setting up.
So the guys got put to work, Travis on those Tikis followed by a dryer problem. I set up the shelf then got her computer happy and online. I popped a couple beers in the process. I’m not a beer drinker, but it seemed like one of those occasions.
We later watched Sideways, a worthless movie that kept me wishing it would get to a point. Any point. Sure, it had some funny parts, and it kept me interested. It pretty much reminds you of those crappy things in life you already knew. It got late, and I got to sleep on the futon.
Wakes up, hang/goof off for a till about noon when someone descides to make b-fast. With orange-champaign. I think that any alcohol that early is bad for me because my head was pounding the rest of the day. After b-fast and Die Hard I went home. Shower and rested mom and I go to portland for that blues music thing. I dropped mom off and went to Powells to do some reading. Half an hour of figuring out where I should park. Then finally I’m in the store and find where the damn books I want are. I sit down to read and keep falling alseep. LOL!! So I gave up and tried to find my way back to the water front. Another half hour of driving around I parked on the other side of the river for free and hiked a couple miles to the starbucks where mom was. I got a caffinated drink, walked over to a grass patch and fell asleep. Wake up drowsy and disoriented, we hike back to the car and drive home. I don’t remember much after that… I think I just slept some more.
I have two more days off to go over… but now I have to work. Horray for waisting time!