Sleepy but not ready for sleep.

I may have been working a little too much in the past couple weeks. I'm very tired right now. Last night was one of the nights wherein an Orthodox Jewish boys' camp rents out Lake Compounce for four hours after normal closing time. It ended up being not as bad as management made it out to be - I think they made me more nervous than the actual kids. There certainly were some perverts there, but I was lucky enough to not be grabbed/touched/groped, other than a few handshakes. The younger ones were just like every other kind of kids, while the older ones were a little weird. Well, I agreed to work it for the experience (I'm not getting overtime for it) and experience I did get. Whether I want any more of that particular experience.....yeah, I'll let you know.

I spent some quality time at Lake Winfield this morning with my co-workers. By "quality time", I mean sitting quietly, occasionally talking to the one or two people there I can stand to have conversations with, and listening to my bosses talk about their drinking habits. Congratulations, you've found the perfect birth control, you made yourself pee at the doctor's office even though you went before you got there, you know the best way to party (that would be to switch to a different drink once you've gotten pretty smashed, apparently), you've been drinking since eighth grade, and you have a French pedicure for which you've just found the perfect topcoat. It's thin, and it's no-chip! Either I'm a hopeless loser with no life, or they are. No, I take it back. People like that do just fine in management.

I think I work so much to escape being lonely, and that I'm scornful of others out of jealousy.




Nah.