Wednesday, September 19, 2007

No rest for the weary...

It has been an interesting two days. Monday night, after a new traffic system update that kept me at work until almost 8pm, I drove out to Knoxville, TN. For those who don't know the geography, that is 381 miles east of Memphis and is even in another time zone. Why? To attend the UT Knoxville job fair. Once again, you ask "Why?" Because a couple of months ago my dear boss said that HE wanted to go. I understand that we need to go to as many job fairs and recruiting events as possible. It's just that when someone says that they want to go to something and then proceed to remove themselves from the situation, it kinda gets under my skin. None of the managers would go with me and E's schedule changed, so she couldn't come with me. And you know that cancelling the booth that we paid for was not an option. What options were left? For me to go alone. And I did. I took a total of less than 15 minutes for potty breaks and lunch during the 5 hour event (with no one else there, any time I left the booth it was empty, not a good thing at a job fair). Oh, and right after taking down the booth yesterday, I started on the 381 mile trip home. What fun! I can't think of a better way to spend time than 11 hours of driving--5 there and 6 back thanks to Nashville's 5p rush hour. At least I was smart enough to get some audio books and made it through 1 1/2 books in the Jack Reacher series by Lee Child. I've been wanting to start this series ever since reading a short story by Child in the anthology Thriller. Oh, and I want to make my way to prayer meeting tonight (I enjoy Pastor Lombard's Bible study methods), I have a school board meeting tomorrow night, Sabbath School (long, sad for me story that can be shortened to the end result: I'm now the de facto Youth Sabbath School leader) and Children's Story this week, a church strategic planning meeting at 10a on Sunday, the U of M job fair next Wednesday, and am taking O'Malley to the Vet next Thursday for her annual shots and nail clipping session. Whew! I'm tired just thinking about it.

1 comment:

Azeveda's Gambit said...

Wow talk about some crap hitting the fan. Next time have a minitape or digital recorder around so when something like that is said you can hold them to what they said.

He either owes you a big raise or should be fired. Sheesh!