As of tomorrow, my job will radically change. No longer will I be quality checking other people's work. I will be back in the thick of it, making and breaking records. To be honest I prefer it this way. The quality assurance position was one entrusted with a bit more responsibility (plus I got called Creed a few times), but it was personally draining. I wasn't terribly happy with it.
My schedule is also being modified, though I am not entirely certain how just yet. Fear not, my wife, it shall not impede our evening.
Speaking of my wife, she feels my departure from the tedium of quality assurance demands celebration. So we're either eating steak out or she's cooking some in. :) I don't know, my body demands red meat tonight. Red meat, and warm bread, and a serving wench keeping my goblet topped off...
Hmm. My mind wandered into my viking fantasy there for a second.
24 February 2009
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Why does your company tout "flex" scheduling, then bend your time card for you? :)
I already said if you want to buy steak from the store, I will prepare it. I'm more or less starving, so I want to reduce the lapse from home to eating as much as possible. If it ain't on the counter when I walk through the door, no dice. /grin
The bread I can't do much about on short notice, and I definitely am out of serving wenches. Maybe you could ca—
*a small, sainted version of Jessica manifests and sits on her hands, arms folded, eyes brimming with reproach*
…fine, I won't type it.
(plus I got called Creed a few times)
?? Am I misunderstanding something?
You must not watch The Office. Or at least not to the degree Jason does.
Creed is the elderly, drug-addled cult-weirdo character who is in charge of quality assurance.
Has nothing to do with the alternative genre music sensation that all the kiddies used to squeal for.
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