It’s a rainy Monday morning and I am back at work after taking an extended weekend. I took an extra day because I felt myself slipping into one of those moments where I was going to be a little too honest about things around the office and get myself in trouble. There is nothing like taking things too far at work. It can’t be that bad of a job. The fact I am writing this blog from my desk should prove that. I got time to kill sense the dummies that get here before me never make the coffee. They can’t make a pot but as soon as I do they run out there with those big ass construction site mugs to fill up. One day I am going to bring the pot to my desk so I can monitor who gets a cup and how much they pour.
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I was going to write something last night but I was too upset about Isaac Hayes. I had to listen to By the Time I Get to
The volleyball game was a good way to end a frustrating weekend. There is nothing like getting a child ready for school to make you feel the economic pinch. Kindergarten sure has changed. All I needed for the first say of school was a fat pencil and an ABC tablet. These schools ask for so many supplies. Why do I have to buy two boxes of crayons? I’m telling everyone right now, she better come home with something in color. Why do you need glue and glue sticks? I’m 34 years old and can barely get a glue stick to work right. Between the supplies and the homework schedule, there is no fun left in Kindergarten. I guess that’s the plan to reform inner city schools, take out all the fun.
Oh yeah…..and do some work too. Companies should really block You Tube.
3 comments:
Hmmm, my husband oughta be reading what you said about the Cuban volleyball team. I told him yesterday how interested the little guy was in women's beach volleyball, and my husband said, "He oughta be watching indoor women's volleyball - there are SIX women there!"
Your husband is a very wise man
folk, i aint seen none of the olympics
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