June 30, 2004
Long Weekend
3 simple things you can do to make me mad at the end of a 17+-hour workday:
1.) Say the words "long weekend" or "have a nice weekend". I work two retail jobs. I never ever EVER have a weekend, let alone a long one. When I start a 24-hour stretch of time off, I greet it with the same sense of wonder and anticipation that you all feel when you get on a plane to Honolulu.
2.) Make any reference to the "4th-of-July-holiday-weekend". The holiday is called -- read it slowly -- the FOURTH of July. Not the Monday closest to the Fourth of July. Every so often (about 2/7 of the time, according to my rough calculations) a holiday will fall on a day you would have had off anyway. If this happens, do one of two things: either enjoy the day, then tomorrow be ready to set the alarm clock, put your pants on and go to work, or shut up.
3.) Switch around all the street-cleaning days in Cambridge, so I can't park on any of my local streets, and get to drive in ever-expanding concentric circles at 1AM looking for that one elusive spot that I won't have to flee before 8 this morning. I don't think you really even sweep the streets anyway.
The ironic thing about all this is that I'm off Monday, and on Sunday night (the 4th) I'll be sitting on a cool roof-deck in Boston eating lobster. But a principle is a principle.
Posted by michaelf at June 30, 2004 01:38 AM | TrackBackComments
I know the Fourth is rough, but we're going mini-golfing tomorrow! Yeah! And you got into the lobster-on-the-rooftop thing? I'm jealous. Well, I'll be on a roof too, over at jess and kelly's, so there, but maybe no lobster, but maybe a vegetarian one.
Posted by: V-bunny at July 1, 2004 12:51 PM
