My auto-Pilot is not working quite right.
A man just walked into the office and asked for (co-worker). Walked in being the key here.
I said, straight faced, serious, and confident. ” I’m afraid (co-worker) is not in at the moment, would you like her voice mail?” and within a split second realized what I did. for the second time in two days.
I think I might be burning out.
The good news is I now qualify for 160 hours of vacation time.
and to top it off, this message had no spelled errors. :)
Perhaps you should *take* some of that 160 hours of vacation time. And go somewhere that you don’t have to work on the house during your time off…!
Pat puts on rather large lavender poofy dress.
large wig.
Builds extremely large grandiose staircase to walk down and does so.
Places hand on forehead in dramatic southern belle fashion then elegantly flops on the last couple of steps.
“But there’s no where to go that I won’t be put to work. If only there was somewhere I could afford to go. Somewhere there was nothing broken.”
Sadly, I just got done using the last of my vacation from last year.
Since this quit smoking thing I’m either running full throttle doing 12 different things at once, or plopped in front of the tv watching whatever SHMBO has flipped to. I’ve been more tired.
I think we just flat out need a new mattress.
BTW.
http://www.commissionedcomic.com/ is featuring the Xmen today. Though if you don’t follow the comic, it may not be near as funny.