Since Sam at work doesn’t know how to make a fucking schedule, I had to work today but the up side is I have Monday off from work. Which makes no sense, since I am technically the only official housekeeper that they have and the only one with enough brains and motivation to do the job properly.

They took my assistants away because one had a bad back and could not do the work, and the other one gets there too late to do the really important stuff and lacks the upper body strength to do the heavy lifting. That meant I had to do everything myself. They then informed me that I was doing such a good job keeping everything caught. I asked if that meant I could have more money. After they stopped laughing, they said that they would take my assistants away and repurpose them. That means I don’t have anyone to cover for me on breaks and I don’t have anyone who knows how to properly do the job when I am gone, so I walk into a disaster area the next day. Fucking idiots. But, soon the the summer session will be over and the two departments will be separated again. And, some sense of normality will return to the hell that is work. 

So anyway, I have planned that I will consign some more clothes and then go the park and try to even out my tan. I have a really gnarly farmers tan. The park should be relatively empty, so I can spare the people the horror of seeing me without a shirt on.