Full of tired. And amusing metaphors.
Mar. 5th, 2007 09:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
changelingOMFGSOTIRED.
Steph cocked up the setting of the alarm last night. I'm all for saving the planet, but I miss having a proper alarm clock. I want to find one powered by procrastination, or something, since I have a unlimited supply of that.
I currently have two jobs. One is part time and involves being secretary to my mother (no really) at the nursing home she manages, and is generally filled with tedious and annoying tasks, mostly because I'm only there part time and can't OVERHAUL THE SYSTEM!!! and because I haven't been given a proper induction and still don't know where e.g. the resident accounts are.
The other job is even more part time (especially for the first few weeks when it's only two days part time) and abysmally paid (as opposed to First Job, where I'm being paid about $20 an hour). It is both fabulous to have, as it is in the Publishing Industry, and annoying, as a whole lot of editorial assistant/publishing assistant jobs have turned up which are much better paid etc, but this is Looking A Gift Horse in the Mouth, and I am not allowed to do that for a few months yet, I think. Still. Why did they have to save up all the good advertisements for after I'm out of the running? It's like getting engaged and suddenly finding a naked Person of Your Dreams splayed out on your soon-to-be marital bed and saying that they can't remember where they live, can they stay here? And by the way, do you fancy oral sex as much as they do?
It's a good thing I don't have a Person of My Dreams. Only Steph.
...
Oh, anyway. I'm feeling a bit dodge about the job because we're trying to get a house, and it's hard to be confident they'll choo-choo-choose you when your "net income" is less than $240 pw.
Houses lost due to homophobia: 1
Anyway, I'm far too tired for this. Have you read![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
apiphile's Black Books fanfic? It's awesome.
Bed now.
Steph cocked up the setting of the alarm last night. I'm all for saving the planet, but I miss having a proper alarm clock. I want to find one powered by procrastination, or something, since I have a unlimited supply of that.
I currently have two jobs. One is part time and involves being secretary to my mother (no really) at the nursing home she manages, and is generally filled with tedious and annoying tasks, mostly because I'm only there part time and can't OVERHAUL THE SYSTEM!!! and because I haven't been given a proper induction and still don't know where e.g. the resident accounts are.
The other job is even more part time (especially for the first few weeks when it's only two days part time) and abysmally paid (as opposed to First Job, where I'm being paid about $20 an hour). It is both fabulous to have, as it is in the Publishing Industry, and annoying, as a whole lot of editorial assistant/publishing assistant jobs have turned up which are much better paid etc, but this is Looking A Gift Horse in the Mouth, and I am not allowed to do that for a few months yet, I think. Still. Why did they have to save up all the good advertisements for after I'm out of the running? It's like getting engaged and suddenly finding a naked Person of Your Dreams splayed out on your soon-to-be marital bed and saying that they can't remember where they live, can they stay here? And by the way, do you fancy oral sex as much as they do?
It's a good thing I don't have a Person of My Dreams. Only Steph.
...
Oh, anyway. I'm feeling a bit dodge about the job because we're trying to get a house, and it's hard to be confident they'll choo-choo-choose you when your "net income" is less than $240 pw.
Houses lost due to homophobia: 1
Anyway, I'm far too tired for this. Have you read
apiphile's Black Books fanfic? It's awesome.Bed now.
