Wednesday, 29 July 2009
Glutton for punishment
Friday is supposed to be my last day for work since I begin the respiratory program next week. I am so easily guilted though. I know, that is not really a word. I am agreeing to take on work during the evenings because the other drafter decided to take the week off next week, and they have hired a new person who is not aware of how things work yet. Now why this other person decided to take next week off while knowing for the past two months that Friday is my last day, I'll never know. C'est la vie.
edited to add:
one of my bosses just called and said that i could quit the 1st of never...