Call it what you want…Just not…

Hump Day.

Well, some people (mostly my mom) calls days like today Hump Day because it is Wednesday and the week is theoretically downhill from the time you clock on Wednesday until you clock out on Friday. I think I’ll call it something random. Like…

This week has posed its’ interesting-ful-ness-alun-a-potomus. Again, my super (SuperGB) has been away for the week attending a work-related thing. SGB’s schedule is more gruelling than mine. Of course, I get to deal with the people while he isn’t here.

Besides all that negativity, I have had a fairly productive week. Prepping all the forms for the end of the semester, answering questions by transferring a caller to a completely random extension, unintentionally making people mad that sign for a loan that don’t realize that they aren’t signed up for enough hours to actually receive the loan. You know…everyday stuffis.

Tonight I am hoping to finally sit down with the ole guitar and work up a tune or two. I am wanting to start playing out again. I am a good bit away. I know that I’ll need somewhere around 40 tunes or so to last a 3 hour set. I am trying to steer away from the James Taylor, Paul Simon, and other softer music. I want to incorporate more “lively” music that is slightly reworked for coffee house tunage. (I am taking song suggestions, by the way.)

I’ll post my gigs on all the normal places…Facebook, MySpace, and right here!!!

UnSupervised Fun

It isn’t what it sounds like. The “fun” is muy sarcastic.

So here is the scoop. My super is OOT (out of town) for a conference. (By the way, SuperGB reads the Miguel El Toro Chronicles, so this should be awesome.)

Here is how it all starts today…or at least how I remember it

I get to work late due to a baby explosion. Yup, Little Bear was all loaded up in the carseat (oh, I use the work “loaded” with the most intent) and I was loading up all the stuff for the day for Lovely and Little Bear to have a fun day. I glance away and all is well. I look back as a stinch hits my nose…WHAAAAAAAAAAT THAAAAAAAAAAAAA?!?!?!?!! Yep. It was everywhere. Carseat? Soiled. Baby? Soiled. Miguel el Toro’s work clothes? Soiled.

So we rinse off the rugrat. I change clothes. Change out the carseat. Load back up in the truck and zip off to work.

Now, I knew that SuperGB was going to be gone. No sooner than I get to my desk does the drama begin.

People need to sign their loans.
People are graduating in 8 days and haven’t been through the repayment info.
I still have a MASSIVE REPORT to do for the people graduating in about 2.5 months.
Loan checks for consolidations are piled up on my desk so high I can’t see past my fan.
I have people left and right asking me about stuff.
People bringing mail to me that obviously goes to some other part of the campus all together.
People needing to consolidate.
People calling while I’m helping other people that don’t know what they are doing.

Needless to say, so far it is a heinous day and it is just now 1:10 p.m. Much like SuperGB says, “If only I had 25 hours in the day I would be breaking even.”

So. No lunch break today. Probably no lunch break this week. I have too much to do. I’ll have too many people to deal with between now and Friday. This is not to mention the Restaurant job.


By the way, life is not horrible. I had a great weekend with Lovely and Little Bear. Lovely was fantastic and beautiful as usual. Little Bear was a clingy baby all weekend…she just wanted her PopPop. We three just hung out and spent time chillin’. I wish everyday was like this passed weekend. =)