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I am working about thirty hours this week. Flaky coworkers and death in my boss's family have conspired to give me hours every day except Thursday.
Huh. I remember when this was going to be a part-time job. If I'd gotten that job at the summer camp, I don't know what they would have done. They just don't have anyone else to take some of these hours.
On the other hand, working in a gift shop is kind of ridiculously easy after a few months of trying to get five-year-olds to do their coloring at high noon in 90-degree weather in an un-air-conditioned classroom. Also, it pays better. *g*
And now, on to Java practice!
ETA: Speaking of which, my boss is just about the nicest person ever, so if your thoughts could be with him and his family, I'd appreciate it.
Huh. I remember when this was going to be a part-time job. If I'd gotten that job at the summer camp, I don't know what they would have done. They just don't have anyone else to take some of these hours.
On the other hand, working in a gift shop is kind of ridiculously easy after a few months of trying to get five-year-olds to do their coloring at high noon in 90-degree weather in an un-air-conditioned classroom. Also, it pays better. *g*
And now, on to Java practice!
ETA: Speaking of which, my boss is just about the nicest person ever, so if your thoughts could be with him and his family, I'd appreciate it.
