Friday, July 30, 2004

 And the hits just keep coming and coming....

J: Hey, 'Pooh.' Guess what? You're not going to be happy.
Me: Uhh... ooookayyyy...
J: You know we have a Philly case on Monday, right?
Me: Yes.
J: Well, we also have a case on Tuesday.
Me: Are you kidding? We never have Tuesday cases. So are we going Monday AND Tuesday?
J: Yes.
Me: Is Tuesday for us or is M using both days and we're just there for support?
J: Monday and Tuesday are for him, but that's not what you're going to be upset about. Guess what time the case is on Monday?
Me: 8? 8:30? 9?
J: Not even.
Me: Please don't say 7:30.
J: ...
Me: Are you shitting me? That means we need to leave around 6.
J: Actually about 5 AM because we need to get stuff from the lab first and he needs setup time.
Me: Well, what time is the case on Tuesday?
J: 9.
Me: ... Think we can go down on Sunday again and stay until Tuesday? *starts thinking about the hotel bar*

*bangs head*

Waking up early two days in a row just to sit in the lab in Philly and watch some guy play with chemicals and our dissected people. Technically we're not allowed to help since it's not our project, just our borrowed cases. So now I'm trying to decide... it's nice to get paid for being out of the office two days in a row, especially when we're going to be doing absolutely nothing but sitting there. But is getting paid to do nothing worth getting out the door at 5AM on a Monday morning?

Why couldn't I have made my vacation a week or two long instead of a crummy weekend? *sigh* Stupid real world.

I have half a mind to ask people to stop calling me because the phone brings nothing but trouble. TROUBLE, ya hear! lmfao. Umm... yeah... I need some more sleep, obviously.

|| posted by Pooh at 3:26 PM ... ||

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