Thu 22 Mar 2007
I heard the murmurings of something that sounded like the word “holiday” today, so I begged for clarification.
I have next Friday off! It’s Caesar Chavez Day! Yay! *rub rub* (It’s also commonly known by non-County workers as, “What the hell is that?! Are you guys just making up holidays to take off?!”)
Wait… What???? you have this Friday OFF!?@?#!?@#
that’s no fair!!!!!!!
It’s not? I think it’s pretty fair, in my unslanted, unjudgmental, unprejudiced opinion.
Well I suppose it’s fair. I’m sure you work hard for your county and need a relaxing day off. Is Mr. W off to enjoy the beautiful day with you?
See… you say I’m lucky because I have an on-site nurse at my work, but my next holiday is not until Memorial Day. I’d trade my on-site nurse for your day off, any day!
Flat Coke – Uh…yeah…work hard…yeah, yeah. 🙂 I’m 99% sure Mr. W is working, so I’m on my own! I’m thinking massage. 😀 But more likely than not I’m gonna be doing laundry. It’d be a good day to do taxes except I’ve already done them. (Yesterday my judge left half an hour earlier than he normally does, and on his way out as he said his goodbyes to me, he added, “I’m off to the post office to beat YOU in mailing in my taxes!” I said, “I’m sorry, I’ve already beaten you sometime last week.” He clutched his chest in a mock heart attack.)
Vanessa – you SAY that until one day you’re going about, minding your own business at work, just working away, and then suddenly your arm falls off. Bet you’d be glad for your nurse THEN!
What the hell? That’s not even a real holiday! Totally unfair!
And that reminds me, need to do taxes…
TurboTiger – yeah, it’s not a nationally recognized holiday. Like if Santa Ana decided to have a Ho Chi Minh holiday.
I sit at a desk and do practically nothing all day…how would my arm fall off?
How about we say I passed out from boredom, instead of my arm falling off? That way I can recover and not be missing a limb
Vanessa – cuz it’s funnier that way. But fine, we’ll say you actually lose blood flow to your brain and become unconscious purely from boredom alone. You’d be happy that your nurse was there to bandage up where you knocked your head on your monitor on your way down after my blog bores you nearly to death.