The daily description of my life in hell (otherwise known as the Wann Langston Memorial Library). Pretty much.
Friday, March 15, 2002
Hey hey hey - it's Friday and thank the Lord because yesterday was shear HELL! First I had CH-eryl all in my face about something....and boy was I glad she decided to have Cool Ranch Doritos for breakfast. Dan was here which ruins my dan instantly. And I had a mountain of copying to do. Meh.
But today is easy friday and it's all about celebrating...speaking of celebrating, I think we have a birthday in the house!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENTHOLIO!!!
That's right...Brent is 23!! Hoorah!!! Shizbam!!!
Have I had to much coffee? posted by Sadie at 8:42 AM
Wednesday, March 13, 2002
heh oh I just love how Dan can take an hour and twenty minutes if he decides to leave for lunch. That's so fair and ethical.
Another royal Dan complaint is loooong overdue. I tried to explain his eating habits yesterday but it didn't post. Probably better..don't want to make anyone barf. But today..oh today. I come from copying and there is Dan sitting where - at my computer!!! Yes, the same computer he fucked up horribly for five days! And what is he doing? Um, it appears to be my job. How weird is that? What does dan secretly want to be a 22 yr. old woman? Does he want to be human?
Then, later, after I make sure that my computer is fine. my games intact. Another Dan confrontation. This time he's on the phone and the person better be in the North Pole cause Dan is screaming into the phone. He is talking so loud I think my ears are going to start bleeding. Then, they do.
Now, I've seen everything. A man with a degree (somehow) in chemistry (probably to make play-doh) doesn't understand the concept of a phone. posted by Sadie at 10:24 AM
Monday, March 11, 2002
Ugh, I just can't even talk to Dan anymore. It physically hurts me. And he keeps making all these "oh!" and "that's no good" statements to try and coax some sort of interest out of me but it won't work! Because, as I've stated before, I care about nothing the man has to say. The opposite of love is apathy and he inspires apathy. Literally, when he comes in in the morning and says "did you see the car crash?" my normally morbid curiousity is sooo apathetic. When I hear "oh god! That's not good at all!" I could care less. I can't be bothered with the man.
How could any god come up with this? What is Dan the protocol for the thousands of humans that we decided the population can't take anymore. Like in a thousand years but Dan's one of the first models?
He did some of my work again. Not enough to be helpful but enough to piss me off. Oh, gooood you found out that the book exists..that's so fucking not helpful at all. And you know what else? He needs to take some sort of class on penmanship. I can't read a word. Is he so fucking retarded that all forms of communication are beyond him? I if you gave him a set of drums he couldn't even hammer out SOS. posted by Sadie at 3:49 PM
Well, Dan got a haircut. What a treat, now we can all stare at his abnormally red scalp. posted by Sadie at 3:43 PM
So there I am..lunch time...cafeteria from hell where they no longer have a sandwich bar, when suddenly I notice someone. At first I think maybe he's just joking. That his doctor gave him that coat to help him beat leukemia or something.
Then I notice he's got a nametage.
Then I notice the lab coat is like the kind the residents wear.
I am of course this whole time noticing that the boy is like fourteen.
And before I can even think "Doogie?" - he's gone into the line, lost among all the other linegoers.
It is my new goal to find out if Integris Baptist is allowing fourteen year olds to become doctors and if so find out what happens when they are sued (which they will be because they are fourteen for god sakes). I mean, do the parents have to take the suit? the power of attorney? Or do they figure if you can be a doctor at fourteen well then you can goddamn take a lawsuit. hmmm posted by Sadie at 1:05 PM
Friday, March 15, 2002
