So Peter has come and gone and I am once again here alone at the warehouse. Peter drives me crazy sometimes cause he bitches and complains about this place and he is actively looking for a new job. That I don’t mind; I mean this job isn’t exactly a career (except for me anyway). He complains that he needs hours, but comes to work late and leaves early. I’ve been kinda hounding him about it, but I think that I will stop. He can just do whatever he wants to.
**sigh** back to the pile of paperwork…yay
Nothing like the Smurf Song to get the employees motivated.
“I get you Smrfs; if it is the last thing I do…” – Gargamel
**sigh** My coworkers have a truly ecclectic range of music downloaded from Napster
Current mood: quixotic
Current music: The Smurfs Theme Song
Monut the female and then hold on for dear life…l
**yawn** I want to goto sleep so bad right now, but I can’t; I have too many things to do. Orders need to be filled, recievings need to be done, I still have to finish cleaning the computer room.
I think that I am going to start small and get the stickering done and slowly work my way up to a bigger project.
I swear sometimes I just want to kill peter. I had a whole long ass journal entry and I get up to do something, and he has closed my window and he is on here working on his screenplay or checking his mail. It’s not like that there are two other computers in the warehouse that he can use.
**sigh** anyway, I sent them off to Bridges to Asia with some books. Bridges to Asia is this group that takes old textbooks and sends them off to Asia to be used in school over there. They should be out of my hair for a little while at least. Actually, I’m kinda jealous cause they get to drive down to the Embarcadero (Bridges to Asia is located at a warehouse at the pier) and enjoy the beautiful day that we are having. Meanwhile, I am stuck in the museum of old computer stuff trying to organize it. blah