My room-mate got some bad news this week – he lost his job. It was a sales job and a stop-gap measure at best – but still rough for him to hear. Apparently, he wasn’t meeting the sales goals – though none of the previous 5 people in that job could meet the goals either.
Month: March 2011
I just finished up my antibiotics today – I’m hoping that the trend of getting better stays the course. Still a bit of a cough this morning, but I’m feeling pretty good.
Two emails that I’ve recently sent:
A week ago Thursday, I started getting a cough. By Friday, I was a mess. Took the day off and spent most of the coughing, then coughing so hard I would throw up, then throwing up so hard I would get dizzy. The weekend sucked. Took Monday off. Finally back to work on Tuesday, still sick.
I went to donate blood yesterday after work. I didn’t have an appointment, but it didn’t really slow anything down. Went through the usual process right up until they did the needle stick. The nurse was alerted to a problem and hurried over to the snack table. A high-school aged guy had his head down on the table and was about to pass out. A couple of the nurses got damp cloths and carefully tipped him back over in his chair so his feet were elevated. It looked a little weird, but seemed to do the job. They kept him like that for a few minutes, then moved him onto one of the beds. He had turned a strange shade of green and stayed that way all through my donation – which went smoothly and uneventfully. (though the actual needle stick was a little rough – I’m guessing she was distracted) I’m guessing he didn’t eat before his donation – I learned my lesson on that a while ago.
My sister and her family were moving to a new house over the weekend and I offered to help. My brother-in-law had rounded up a big crew and we managed to make short work of the furniture. Some of the heaviest pieces were a file cabinet, a dresser, and a freezer. I got on those and helped with taking them up or down stairs as needed.

One of co-workers and I have been sharing a SpongeBob SquarePants figure for a few months now. It actually belonged to one of his kids, but he brought it into work for some reason and we’ve taken to hiding it in each other offices. I get in earlier than he does and he stays later than I do – so, we’ve each got a window of opportunity. Sometimes behind a computer monitor or in the fake plants on my desk, the unspoken rule is that some part of SBSP must be visible. Not long ago, I decided to up the game. I tied elastic strings to SBSP’s legs and hung him upside down from the ceiling in my co-workers office behind the door – as though the plastic figure had bungie jumped off the door. It was a few days before my co-worker noticed the strings hanging down from the ceiling and laughed out loud when he realized what I had done.