I don’t even know what day it is…

Okay… I do know… but really, it doesn’t matter. The best thing in the world happened yesterday: My boss called off the weekly meeting. This is what yesterday was like for me:

9:00 am: Sit down at my desk and open my paper. That is right folks, I didn’t check my email, read any blogs, or surf ANY of the internet.
9:15 am: Tried finding references for my introduction.
9:30 – 11:42 am: Wrote the best three paragraphs of my LIFE. WITH. REFERENCES.
11:43 am: Frantically tried to find Porter so that we could go to lunch.
12:00 – 1 pm: Sat at lunch with Porter and my sister, thinking how I only wrote THREE FUCKING PARAGRAPHS to my 2000000 page introduction (yeah – it is more like 7 pages) and that my meeting with my boss was at 2:30!
1 – 2:00 pm: Frantically cut and paste things around in the introduction, maybe made a few new sentences.
2:01 pm: Checked my email for the first time today. Saw an email from the boss saying that this week’s meetings were CANCELLED!
2:02 – 4:45 pm: Checked rest of email, read blogs, and surfed the internet until I decided I was going to go to the gym, which made me realize that I didn’t have my ID to get into the gym, which then resulted in me going to the DofV (local coffeeshop) to do a little crochetting then dropping off goods to the Salvo because I moved and have been carrying around this crap in my car for about 4 months now and it is about damn time that I get it out of my trunk…
4:45 – 6:30 pm: Play racquetball with my sister, who insists that I will make a good player even if I did hit her TWICE with the ball while returning her serves.

Lessons learned yesterday:

  1. Dude, check your fucking email first thing in the morning, or you might try and bust out of your slacker-like natural state and try to actually get work done for a meeting that has been canceled! (just kidding)
  2. Racquetball is hard.
  3. MS stands for Machine Shop, which is where Porter lives these days.
  4. Don’t forget your ID card, or it will just lead to more slacking.

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