atomic_fungus (atomic_fungus) wrote,

#4803: I can't use the words I want to use here.

If I hadn't decided long ago that profanity in the post titles was verboten, today's post title would read "#4803: What a motherfucking ball-buster of a day."

It was.

I have no f-ing clue how I managed to clock in on time this morning. I didn't get out of bed on time, I got into the shower even later, and I didn't get out of the driveway until some ten minutes after the proper departure time. I did not hurry to work, either, driving slower than usual. Yet I got there and punched in at 11:00 on the dot, somehow.

That used up my good luck for the day.

After that I worked continuously from 11 AM until 3, with one quick bathroom break. At 3:03 there were no clients, and none scheduled, so I put out the "sorry we're closed" sign, adding "until 3:40 PM", and then I clocked out and went to lunch, leaving the precinct empty and unmanned.

Two people called off today. It's not my fault, and it's not my problem. I took my lunch, the one I'm supposed to get by law when I'm scheduled to work more than 7.5 hours.

Came back from a leisurely lunch and dove right back in, assholes-and-elbows, for another 3.5 hours with only the occasional bathroom break. What's-his-face came back around 5, and proceeded to spend most of the next two hours in back.

...meaning I worked my entire shift with no help. I had no time to do anything other than help clients, though I managed to squeeze in taking care of the shipping while what's-his-face was helping one of the few clients he helped today.

So, yeah--I'm fuckin' exhausted.

You know, I suppose it must be really nice to be such good friends with the boss that you can just call off whenever the fuck you feel like it. It's not my job to track the comings and goings of my coworkers but it seems like that particular person (who's full time, by the way) calls off an awful lot. Must be nice to be able to afford to live that kind of life. While occupying a full-time slot and not actually working full-time.

If anyone wants to take me to task for taking my lunch today, and leaving the precinct unmanned, they can kiss my ass. If you want me to be responsible for making sure the place is staffed, pay me more fucking money.

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California's big idea for dealing with coyotes is throw rocks at them. Gee, if only humans had some kind of method of propelling small projectiles at high velocity, they could use that against coyotes. Sadly, in California at least, it seems rocks are the best people can do.

Next thing you know California will be recommending that people live in caves rather than sleeping in trees. This is progress!

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I need to tighten the Jeep's serpentine belt. It's just loose enough that if there is any moisture on the pulleys, it squeals with the AC on. And only if the AC is on. Yeah.

I'm hoping to have time to do that before work tomorrow, but I'm not counting on it. *sigh*

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