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Fwew. Now that I've got that out of my system, it's time to relax and think happy thoughts...
OK, I'm becoming a zombie and I hate it. I roll out of bed to go to work and everyday I feel a little less alive and more like an automaton. Well, now that I've just spent the last several weeks compiling a database and single-handedly conducting the store inventory during regular business hours over the last couple of days (emphasis on the word hand - more on that later...) Well, like a good worker bee, I've shirked my irresponsibilites and decided that I don't work quite hard enough for my boss, so after skipping my last couple of days off so we could make sure the system works for this weekend, you'd imagine I'd be ready to take off for the weekend, right? Yep, you can bet I'll be relaxing, sleeping in, doing absolutely nothing and loving every minute of it... That is if I hadn't agreed to come in again tomorrow for more of the same. Never mind that we'll be short handed in the shop since were supporting a local mountain biking event at the same time (so that means more customers then usual... GREAT. Ok, so what's all this business about hands? Well, for starters, all the typing (especially 10-key numeric pad) over the last month and a half (or has it been 2 months?) has really taken it's toll on my weary wrist. It really aches, and it hurts to flex it. The sad thing is that it's embarassing to complain about. It's not like I can say something like. "Oh yeah, well I was driving and bending rebar for an 8000 square foot foundation for a business down in Los Colinas" or "Yep, my wrist just started hurting after the first 8 miles of barbed wire I had to string, but after about the 16th mile or so, I just sort of got used to it..."
Ok, so being a stiff wristed wuss aside, I don't think I can handle much more of the whole data business anymore. What's been going inside my brain is even worse then my wrist. I literally feel like a zombie and I've started to see numbers and a database grid superimposed upon my retina while I blankly stare at the walls, hynotized by the texture of the spackling... DROOL...
Well, I can't wait to get the hell out of town for a while. I just might have to take off three days next week (in a row) just so I can go somewhere and decompress for a bit. At least I'll have some extra cash for the overtime, just in time for the big event this December (when I'll take the best break you could ever ask for in retail - during holiday shopping season!) I just hope the poor bastards will be able to manage without me... On second thought, I hope they crash and burn... (I think I might also down load that virus so I can get all the fractions of a cent routed to my bank account like they did in Superman Three...) Ok, so far that's two references to Office Space (did you catch the first?). Now I know what I'll be doing tomorrow (after work)... Watching one of the best movies ever made! Ok, so it's mediocre as far as movies go, but it's still funny as hell...
Speaking of which, how about those elections this week? WHOO HOO! I'm glad that something finally went right, er left, for a change in this country. Those crooked politicians and faux leaders (that call themselves President, Vice-President, et al.) finally got the reaming they so richly deserve. I really hope that this is just the beginning, hopefully soon hearings and indictments will be bareling towards them faster then you can say "War Profiteer" or "strategery".
Aw, did your country lose faith? BOO HOO!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!
Fwew. Now that I've got that out of my system, it's time to relax and think happy thoughts...
OK, I'm becoming a zombie and I hate it. I roll out of bed to go to work and everyday I feel a little less alive and more like an automaton. Well, now that I've just spent the last several weeks compiling a database and single-handedly conducting the store inventory during regular business hours over the last couple of days (emphasis on the word hand - more on that later...) Well, like a good worker bee, I've shirked my irresponsibilites and decided that I don't work quite hard enough for my boss, so after skipping my last couple of days off so we could make sure the system works for this weekend, you'd imagine I'd be ready to take off for the weekend, right? Yep, you can bet I'll be relaxing, sleeping in, doing absolutely nothing and loving every minute of it... That is if I hadn't agreed to come in again tomorrow for more of the same. Never mind that we'll be short handed in the shop since were supporting a local mountain biking event at the same time (so that means more customers then usual... GREAT. Ok, so what's all this business about hands? Well, for starters, all the typing (especially 10-key numeric pad) over the last month and a half (or has it been 2 months?) has really taken it's toll on my weary wrist. It really aches, and it hurts to flex it. The sad thing is that it's embarassing to complain about. It's not like I can say something like. "Oh yeah, well I was driving and bending rebar for an 8000 square foot foundation for a business down in Los Colinas" or "Yep, my wrist just started hurting after the first 8 miles of barbed wire I had to string, but after about the 16th mile or so, I just sort of got used to it..."
Ok, so being a stiff wristed wuss aside, I don't think I can handle much more of the whole data business anymore. What's been going inside my brain is even worse then my wrist. I literally feel like a zombie and I've started to see numbers and a database grid superimposed upon my retina while I blankly stare at the walls, hynotized by the texture of the spackling... DROOL...
Well, I can't wait to get the hell out of town for a while. I just might have to take off three days next week (in a row) just so I can go somewhere and decompress for a bit. At least I'll have some extra cash for the overtime, just in time for the big event this December (when I'll take the best break you could ever ask for in retail - during holiday shopping season!)
I just hope the poor bastards will be able to manage without me... On second thought, I hope they crash and burn... (I think I might also down load that virus so I can get all the fractions of a cent routed to my bank account like they did in Superman Three...) Ok, so far that's two references to Office Space (did you catch the first?). Now I know what I'll be doing tomorrow (after work)... Watching one of the best movies ever made! Ok, so it's mediocre as far as movies go, but it's still funny as hell...Speaking of which, how about those elections this week? WHOO HOO! I'm glad that something finally went right, er left, for a change in this country. Those crooked politicians and faux leaders (that call themselves President, Vice-President, et al.) finally got the reaming they so richly deserve. I really hope that this is just the beginning, hopefully soon hearings and indictments will be bareling towards them faster then you can say "War Profiteer" or "strategery".
Aw, did your country lose faith? BOO HOO!
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For your wrist I "Mama Katie" recommend alternating heat and cold also you could use a wrist guard or ace bandage. I used to get really bad carpel tunnel due to repetitive motion and that stuff worked for me. Ok I will stop playing the Mama now.
If I ever get married I totally want my Wedding in December it's the perfect month for it. You brother and future sister in law totally have the right idea they are even doing it in Canada that is so rad.
Well stay cool like the puffins and all will be good