Sorry I have been so terrible with blogs. I haven’t been updating at all. I just have such a short term memory or something. I also worry about how I sound. Am I fine or is everyone reading this thinking that I am being really spacey? I don’t feel spacey, not all of the time but it is there. I make time in the morning for my 5 min. of blank staring. I wake up, do a bunch of stuff but at some point I sit back down on my bed and the next thing I know I am realizing that I’m staring at the clothes in my closet and that I am about to be late for work. The baker and I were discussing the vortex in the kitchen as well. There is a space, just inside the doors of the kitchen that as soon as you step in it you forget why you came back to the kitchen but as long as you think real hard and keep walking you will remember by the time you get in front of the ovens. Sometimes you realize that you weren’t actually heading that way but it’s ok at least you’ve remembered.
Monday was actually a really exciting day. Well, for everyone except me. I spent the day in the library doing inventory on the fiction. Hey, I had a blast. When I came back in to grab some supper I got to hear the first words about a fire. Fire? Yes! A real fire, emergency and everything, it had happened hours ago, and I never heard a thing! Darn it! So, the story is that Mandi was drying clothes, Jason and Simone were on break in the computer room (where I am now) so when Mandi opened up the dryer door to an inferno she went and told Jason who, smart, picked on guy that he is, didn’t believe a thing she said. But Jason is a good sport (which makes him so fun to pick on) and humored her and got to see the burning clothes for himself. Simone had followed as well, and there was a bunch of running around and getting fire extinguishers, calling the Fire Department for a real reason instead of to look up a phone number, and regular high drama.
I find it funny that it all involved DAs. Emily is the one that called the Fire Department. I like the part when Mandi’s reaction was to tell Jason and when Simone brought back an extinguisher she had Jason actually use it. Andre, my favorite fire fighter and the only one that reads my blog, (Hi Andre) was off that day and so he was the first fire fighter on the scene. In my version of the story he’s standing in the hallway in boxers and wild hair directing the chaos. Maybe it’s more fun that I wasn’t around. Anyways, they got the fire out, filled the hall with smoke, and that’s when the alarm dutifully went off. I think Ronnie, another favorite fire fighter, was in bed the whole time.
Mandi does not seem thrilled about the attention, there is now a clothes drive for her as well as an interview with the station manager to hear what happened. I think she mostly lost bras and underwear. I’m not sure. Or maybe that’s all that was recovered.
Anyways, evals are going on again so that is what all my spare time has been aimed at. You don’t get recognized for good work, part of your job is to tell your supervisor and everyone else above what a wonderful fantastic worker and person you are. It’s crazy. It’s a bummer because there are some girls that can’t get past humility and the common sense of things but I say you just gotta roll with it. If some boss wants me to rave about myself and convince them to give me a bonus I don’t have a problem. It’s silly but it’s been fun. I have also taken it upon myself to do it for those that don’t want to do it for themselves. That’s fun as well.
There’s been a couple things that have been real flags that I have been here a while. One is the day that Jason was remarking about the weather, “It is so nice today! I bet it’s only -15!” And we were impressed. The next day we got to see what the weather had actually been and we marveled at the windchill only being -30. The second thing, my “tan line” or lack there of. I used to show people how dark I was by comparing the underside of my fore arm, now there is NO differance, I mean, absolutely nothing. I am white as my wrists, it’s just crazy. All right, meeting time and then a boondoggle to see the colors in the sky. Can you believe it? People are actually going on field trips to see the sun. That’s crazy.