Recap in Reverse
Nov. 29th, 2006 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
c9Wednesday: "All you can eat meat!!" More horrifying words I haven't heard in, well, weeks anyway. Korean Grill House. $8.99. They bring you little bowls of raw meat and fish, and you barbeque them yourself using the big flaming hole in your table. I was sitting on a gas line that fed this thing. It was odd. It was also exclusively meat. My supper, as a way to bring some balance: raw string beans, and a cheez whiz and pickle sandwich on PC-Blue-Menu multigrain bread. (I was surprised to learn recently that almost all bread has sugar as its third ingredient. This one does not, and is tasty.)
Tuesday: I had to lay off an employee. Well, to be more accurate, I had to witness as another manager laid off someone who works for me. Since I've only managed for months, not years, and I've never laid anyone off, it was decided (with my support) that someone else do the actual deed. It was the least fun I've had at work ever. As you'd probably imagine. It really set a negative tone for the rest of the day, so I ended up going home early and working from home and talking to the cats rather than punching a wall or snapping at a coworker.
Monday: I have no idea what happened on Monday. I did some laundry. I also watched the previous week's episode of Prison Break. I keep wanting to write a parody of Prison Break in my journal: it would feature these over-the-top characters, ridiculous plot twists that look like a plate of spaghetti, and brain-melting dialogue. But then each week that's what shows up on the next episode so I don't write anything at all. It's like trying to satirize politics when politics is outrunning you.
Sunday: No offer on the condo, even though we were kind of expecting one. [still no offers today either] It's incredibly frustrating to have to wait for some stranger to discover your wonderful condo and discover their willingness to pay for it. I'm worried that a) it will take 60 days to sell, leaving me with a completely destroyed-by-commuting husband, or b) it will take a big price cut to sell, which will leave us both unhappy living in like Lower WestPubnicoScarborough or something.
Tuesday: I had to lay off an employee. Well, to be more accurate, I had to witness as another manager laid off someone who works for me. Since I've only managed for months, not years, and I've never laid anyone off, it was decided (with my support) that someone else do the actual deed. It was the least fun I've had at work ever. As you'd probably imagine. It really set a negative tone for the rest of the day, so I ended up going home early and working from home and talking to the cats rather than punching a wall or snapping at a coworker.
Monday: I have no idea what happened on Monday. I did some laundry. I also watched the previous week's episode of Prison Break. I keep wanting to write a parody of Prison Break in my journal: it would feature these over-the-top characters, ridiculous plot twists that look like a plate of spaghetti, and brain-melting dialogue. But then each week that's what shows up on the next episode so I don't write anything at all. It's like trying to satirize politics when politics is outrunning you.
Sunday: No offer on the condo, even though we were kind of expecting one. [still no offers today either] It's incredibly frustrating to have to wait for some stranger to discover your wonderful condo and discover their willingness to pay for it. I'm worried that a) it will take 60 days to sell, leaving me with a completely destroyed-by-commuting husband, or b) it will take a big price cut to sell, which will leave us both unhappy living in like Lower West
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Date: 2006-11-30 05:56 am (UTC)"Are you ready?"
"No."
"Are you ready?"
"No."
(dramatic pause)
"Let's go, then."
Such amazing writing.
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Date: 2006-11-30 12:27 pm (UTC)