Worst Case of the Mondays
It's my last Monday at my current job. Could I be less excited?
The answer is no.
Everyone wants one more piece of me before I leave. "Organize all your prjoects so we don't lose anything after you go." "Train everyone on how to run this machine. We need every single detail. I've scheduled 3 four-hour blocks. Is that OK?" "Can I have your entire bar-coding file?"
Let's not forget tennis. Someone's gotta take this team over and make sure we get all our matches played.
I just want a nap. And hasbrowns--cooked MY way...BROWN, not hash-lukewarms or hash browned on just one bit.
Wanna go to Chotchkie's, get some coffee?
It's a little early...
I gotta get out of here. I think I'm gonna lose it.
The answer is no.
Everyone wants one more piece of me before I leave. "Organize all your prjoects so we don't lose anything after you go." "Train everyone on how to run this machine. We need every single detail. I've scheduled 3 four-hour blocks. Is that OK?" "Can I have your entire bar-coding file?"
Let's not forget tennis. Someone's gotta take this team over and make sure we get all our matches played.
I just want a nap. And hasbrowns--cooked MY way...BROWN, not hash-lukewarms or hash browned on just one bit.
Wanna go to Chotchkie's, get some coffee?
It's a little early...
I gotta get out of here. I think I'm gonna lose it.
posted by John at 8:29 AM
5 Comments:
At least your gonna get a little time off.
Hitman J, you've got to come help me over on my blog! I need someone to stir, chop and peel. You've got time, right? And energy?
I'll go with you to get hashbrowns if I can get french-fries this early in the morning. I call french-fries "cancer sticks," because they are, but look at it this way: you can't put ketchup on a cigar.
quit talking abut food, dammit! Oh, and J, who loves ya, man? I have a lollipop with your name on it (as soon as I'm non-toxic/cootie-free and approachable again
I made the absolute best hashbrowns yesterday. Perfectly brown and crispy. They were hot and crunchy in my mouth. Yummy!
pssst...pssst...J, dear, iwubuvewymush
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