Saturday, June 05, 2004

Sleep is truly the nctar of the gods...

Well at least when i cant drink. Ever have one of those days where ya just want to kill EVERYONE? I had one of thoseat the end fo my shift this morning. It never ceases to amaze me how I can have an hour left, and that hour can still ruin the whole day. I make meals for crews that fly out. They have a cerati time frame to order them, so I can make the meals for them, or replace what I use in our stock. This guy decides to change his order, 15 mins before the meals are due to go out. Now this isnt a problem...until he calls back and to change them AGAIN. Now this is right as the mals are going out the door...and right at the end of my shift. I swear these people have a psychic lik ot what meals I DONT have and thats exactly what they order. So now with 5 minutes tll the enxt ahift comes in Im running around ot try and remake what i just used...all because some officer cant make his damn mind up. *sigh* Alrighty anyway...I came home and passed the hell out. Now some 9 hours later..i feel awesome. Is rue as shit dont wnt to go to work but hey...what choice do I have? Not like I can call in sick...Well this is all for now, more once I at work and realize I dont have shit to do...like nay other day.

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