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Showing posts with label Whining.... Show all posts
Monday, April 16, 2007
Another 8 Hours Would be Great, Thanks...
I woke up tired this morning. I don't mean that I was still sleepy when I woke up, because that happens all the time to me and most everyone I know. I mean I woke up tired. I woke up feeling like I'd just finished working a full day, including rehearsal and a really good work out. I've had this feeling before, but usually it's because I wasn't able to sleep the night before. But I slept great last night-like a log. Like a hibernating bear. Like before being signed up for that reality show. Kidding. I'm not on a reality show. Sorry, the commercial sort of leaked it's stupid self into my brain. Anyway, I'm tired and there's no good reason for it. I wish you could call into work tired. "I'm sorry, I won't be at work today because I'm sleepy. I'll come in later this afternoon if I feel awake and alert enough." Because that would go over really well. I'm thinking even the super-nice compassionate social workers I work for would have a problem with that. So I'm at work. But I'm tired. And dude, really whiney. Sorry about that.
Friday, March 2, 2007
The Usual Stuff
I'm a little grouchy right now because as soon as I get off work, I have to go to work. Apparently, that's a side effect of having two jobs. I'm working at the theatre tonight. Well, sort of working. I'm in the process of helping to train a new box office person. Tonight, he'll be doing everything and I will be shadowing in case anything strange comes up. Believe me, I'm highly motivated to get him all nice and trained so he can pick up a few shifts. I know I sound like I hate my second job or something. That's actually not true. I love theatre whether I'm working in a box office or acting on a stage. And the people at this theatre are particularly nice. I'm just kind of tired and truthfully I'd rather go see a movie tonight. I don't really care what movie-I don't even know what's playing right now. I just want to sit in a dark theatre with a box of junior mints and be mindlessly entertained for a couple of hours. Then I want to go home and go to bed. I'm easy. Not like that. Sheesh. Dirty.
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