I didn't skip. I might as well have, for all the work I did. Bloody ridiculous, I tell you! My boss didn't even show up until halfway through my shift; I was the only one in the building. But I got PLENTY done!
1. I listened to Alan Cumming's Cabaret twice
2. I checked my mail
3. I bought a phone card
4. I ate half a sleeve of Girl Scout's Thin Mints
5. I went to the dining hall and got a glass of water
This is all in a three-hour shift. My boss SAW me leaving! I would tell him exactly what I was doing, and he'd say, "Okay. Make sure you come back."
Friggin' weirdo. He transferred eight sixty-pound metal cases to the basement because the carpet underneath them wasn't straight. I got to bring them all back up again! Yippee!
Also, I found out that the building I work in violates a ridiculous amount of health codes. I found a notice about the paint on the walls, saying it causes headaches, nausea, and could cause brain and nervous damage with prolongued exposure. So, I've got that going for me. Which is nice.
"I am special, I am special! Please, God, please, don't let me be normal!" ---Louisa, The Fantasticks
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Intolerant of intolerance.
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