Eleven Days and Holidays
Thank god that one's over. I made a July 4th Resolution yesterday to stop working holidays. Because working on the holidays sucks. All your friends get together and have fun just at the hour that you are trudging off to another day of hell. Time and a half is not nearly enough compensation for that. And the people there so easily forget that you are working so that they can eat and enjoy themselves when you would rather be anywhere else; namely a fun little soiree where you have a perfect view of fireworks without having to fight for parking. They think that the buffet they are eating negates the tipping part, which is a complete myth, as the server ALWAYS has to give money to the people who keep it coming from the kitchen. That shit's not free, you know. We have to pay for it too.
So from now on, there will be no more working of holidays. No more Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day, Memorial Day, July 4th, Yom Kippur, Rosh Hashanna, Boxing Day, or Earth Day. And definitely not my Birthday, which is the most important holiday of the year.
Speaking of which, that one's coming up in less than three months, and I am trying to figure out how to not dread it. A big party? A trip to Hawaii? Napa?
I'm actually thinking of something along the lines of making it last for an entire week (plus a little extra on each end). It's actually perfect, since it falls on a Wednesday, so it'll be right in the middle. It can start the Friday before, and end the Monday after. Actually, I guess that's eleven days, but I have school in the middle of that, so it won't be partying straight through. I'll have to take breaks. And I think I'll have to go away for a few days to party elsewhere, just to spread the joy around to random strangers. I'm going to have to meditate on this a little longer so I can get a birthday/party itinerary going and get things a little more solidified as to what's possible.
On a completely unrelated note, I had a bad dream last night where I missed the first day of classes and they yanked my financial aid.
So from now on, there will be no more working of holidays. No more Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day, Memorial Day, July 4th, Yom Kippur, Rosh Hashanna, Boxing Day, or Earth Day. And definitely not my Birthday, which is the most important holiday of the year.
Speaking of which, that one's coming up in less than three months, and I am trying to figure out how to not dread it. A big party? A trip to Hawaii? Napa?
I'm actually thinking of something along the lines of making it last for an entire week (plus a little extra on each end). It's actually perfect, since it falls on a Wednesday, so it'll be right in the middle. It can start the Friday before, and end the Monday after. Actually, I guess that's eleven days, but I have school in the middle of that, so it won't be partying straight through. I'll have to take breaks. And I think I'll have to go away for a few days to party elsewhere, just to spread the joy around to random strangers. I'm going to have to meditate on this a little longer so I can get a birthday/party itinerary going and get things a little more solidified as to what's possible.
On a completely unrelated note, I had a bad dream last night where I missed the first day of classes and they yanked my financial aid.
posted by Ocean | 10:19 AM
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