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I was talking with Erica the other night about breakfast, and how I went to get donuts for Heather before I went to work.
“Doughnuts,” was Erica’s reply. “But I guess we can thank Dunkin Donuts for that.”
So I started thinking of different words, how we use them in our daily way of life, but spell wrong because of some kind of marketing blitz.
Then I realized I was wasting my time and trying to come up with something interesting to write about when I should do what all the cool kids do, and write about my life. The problem with that is… I’m boring.
My Memorial Day sucked, as I was working and it was boring as all sin. I don’t generally mind working on holidays, but this year it would have been nice to be with the family.
It started out with me getting up later than I wanted, taking a shower and feeling all cranky. The past couple of days, my allergies have been kicking my ass. I tried a trick Heather told me to do, but it’s not really working out as well as I would have hoped.
So my day starts out with lots of phlegm and a stuffy nose, a headache the size of a small dog, and tightness in my eyes, where it’s tough to see. It’s started like this for a few days, and it doesn’t look to end any time soon.
The commute to work sucks, a good 40 minutes of driving down the Southern State Parkway. It’s not really that bad, but in the past month I’ve seen more cars on the side of the road than I can count. Hell, that was once ME, trying to fix a flat tire.
Rushing into work, I get my shit together and check in. Everything’s all great, except that I’m not really ready for the day since I don’t have everything I need. The boss comes over and helps me out, so the crisis was averted.
A typical day, up and down, fast and slow, bored and more bored. I could have brought a cot and napped for about an hour before I left, that’s how dead it was.
I was supposed to train this kid on how to do the close procedures, but he never showed up. I called him and was upset; he told me he was on his way. Apparently he meant in two hours.
Finally, after coming home, I have something to look forward to. Tomorrow morning I start my day off right.
With donuts.
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