Feb. 22nd, 2006

Emmett (not his real name), a friend of mine since high school, has been trying to come over here to visit me for a while. He cannot grasp the concept that I can't book time off work for vacation purposes. "Why can't you just book time off in May, instead of March?" says he. "Because I am not booking time off, that is simply when the school's holidays are," says I. "Please, feel free to come in May if you are willing to do some exploring by yourself, but know that I will not be able to get any more than 3 or 4 week-days off during that time."

Then he wants to know what the weather is like in March vs May, because he heard the weather was really good in May. Like I even remember. I was working, so all I remember is work. Christ on a crutch.

And now he wants me to get all this information today, and be online tomorrow at approximately the same time we spoke today. Which was, if I recall correctly, 5:45am for me. Forgive me, buddy, if I'm not exactly jumping at the thought of hauling my arse out of bed at Asscrack of Dawn o'clock just to try to convince you again that I can't book vacation time in May.

I am becoming a bitter old crank, I think. And now I need to go ride the bus.
I wish it were going home time, instead of being just after lunch time. And Sean's not here for me to harass.

Sigh~~

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