Augh. I can’t talk about what I need to talk about here. Maybe in a few days.
In other news- I stopped at the campus bookstore today on my way in to work and picked up a couple of things on my staff charge account (payroll deduction, woot). For the record: push pins, a Diet Dr. Pepper, and a CD. If you care: it was the latest Doves album. I’m slow on the uptake sometimes.
So the dude working the register puts all my stuff in the bag, and as he goes to put the CD in I’m like “hey there, dude, you have to take that plastic thing off the CD.”
He says, “I do?”
And I say “yeah, ’cause I sure can’t do it. You need a special tool for it.”
He is absolutely oblivious and has to go get help. Like seriously, has he never purchased a CD before?
My weekend was mellow. I had to work last night. I may have to work Saturday; I am still checking on that. I’m really hoping I don’t.
Last night was full of turmoil, as it was the first night of the calling program I run. I had to cancel training on Thursday due to the storm, so I had to spend the first half of last night catching some students up on the training session they missed. And then we began calling.
You know, I was planning not to curse in front of my students this year.
But then as we began calling I realized that we were going to have to pull out a huge chunk of our prospect base, because we couldn’t very well solicit anyone on the coast, or in DC, or, as it turned out, in much of the inland areas either. Before I knew it, the words “ah, shit” somehow made it past my lips. They all laughed.
They really laughed at the end of the night when I slammed my thumb in my file box and blurted out “holy FUCK” as blood started gushing everywhere.
It ripped a huge chunk of skin off my hand. So I had to leave a new supervisor to do all the check-out while I busied myself with the first-aid kit.
It’s a day later and the cut is not deep, but it covers a large surface area and the stupid thing just keeps oozing. And it hurts like hell. So I’m all bandaged up and typing kind of awkwardly.
Oh, and I have cramps. Ugh.