ye olde crapfest

nothing's going on in the good ol' office today, so, rather than spend another eight hours looking at the computer, i decided to do a little cleaning and rearranging. as usual, i got myself in a little deeper than expected and ended up with five bags of trash (mostly old phone books and papers, papers, papers) and a halfway-new setup. my tape deck (yes, my job involves a tape deck, aren't you jealous?) and shipping supplies have been relocated, and i got rid of a telephone and a small buttload of file folders. my hands got really dirty, i smashed the shit out of my thumb, and i fell off of a chair and busted my ass while attempting a rather delicate climbing maneuver.

and now i'm at home enjoying a long lunch. working for an uber-small business has its perks, including the fuzzy lunch hours. usually, i let the bosses go do their thing, and they take care of that from noon til 1:30ish, then i go home and head back about 2:30. however, there are some days, like today, that they both take off at 12:30ish, and i take off shortly thereafter. they get back at 1:30 and call me, i say "yeah, i just got home, left the office around ten after one" and voila, i don't have to go back til after 2. that's what i call magic.

they will read this one day and fire me, i'm sure of it. but then again, i DO rearrange things and dust every now and then, that's gotta be worth something.

haha, "delicate climbing maneuver." it was awesome, you should've been there.