New Experiences
New Experiences
Tonight, I had the brand new and exciting experience of filing an affadavit at the local Justice Center. Seems there's a time limit on doing so, if somebody decides to steal shit from your store. And apparently the time limit ran out somewhere in the middle of the night. I was still at work, trying to finish up a few things before I took a couple days off (which is a joke, in and of itself). Unfortunately, my boss got pulled from a nice slumber.
So, there we are, both bleary-eyed and surly, filling out an affadavit for a shoplifter. I joked, at one point, when we were laughing about lack of sleep, that I'd be waking up in 20 minutes to go to the store, recovering from the weirdest dream ever.
A few minutes after we'd both been there, the doorbell ran to let an officer into the room of the Emergency Center, where my boss and I were filling out paperwork. I laughed--my boss was there, who's next in this crazy dream? My District Manager? Followed closely by that girl from high school who laughed when I asked her out.....
Guess you had to be there.
So, I sit here tonight, teetering on the Witching Hour, watching C-Span because I'm too frigging tired to find my remote control, trying to come up with something more for the blog.
Tonight, I gots nothin....
Tonight, I had the brand new and exciting experience of filing an affadavit at the local Justice Center. Seems there's a time limit on doing so, if somebody decides to steal shit from your store. And apparently the time limit ran out somewhere in the middle of the night. I was still at work, trying to finish up a few things before I took a couple days off (which is a joke, in and of itself). Unfortunately, my boss got pulled from a nice slumber.
So, there we are, both bleary-eyed and surly, filling out an affadavit for a shoplifter. I joked, at one point, when we were laughing about lack of sleep, that I'd be waking up in 20 minutes to go to the store, recovering from the weirdest dream ever.
A few minutes after we'd both been there, the doorbell ran to let an officer into the room of the Emergency Center, where my boss and I were filling out paperwork. I laughed--my boss was there, who's next in this crazy dream? My District Manager? Followed closely by that girl from high school who laughed when I asked her out.....
Guess you had to be there.
So, I sit here tonight, teetering on the Witching Hour, watching C-Span because I'm too frigging tired to find my remote control, trying to come up with something more for the blog.
Tonight, I gots nothin....
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