I stayed an hour late at work with the promise that I would get out an hour early tomorrow. One hour should never make so much of a different but it does when you are bored and only have a bamboo stick to twirl and spin all day. I did fix up that baby today, taking off the ends that were badly splintered and causing me all kind of hand ouchies. However, the wood still is not very strong and is cracking severely to the point that I expect major breakage in the next day or so. Essentially, before my last day comes along I expect it to be in two or more pieces. If I could catch the damned thing every time I throw it, maybe that wouldn't be the case.
Everything else is autopilot, checking out customers, the greetings and thank yous and "have a good one"s. I had some conversations with a few customers today but hell if I remember a modicum of the dialogue. In one ear out the other, though I do think how odd it is to give a shit so little. It isn't natural for me to be so disingenuous so I am constantly noting my disconnect in mid-disconnect but it doesn't inspire a difference because the facts remain the same. Something that did penetrate the hazy of robotic function? Massive back pain once again. It started with sharp vein pain in my left hand and then went to full on knotty back ache.
The back plus the face eruptions make for some annoying displays of stress. Okay, I get it, shit is anxious-making right now. Get over it body and move on, damn, I have shits to do. It is doubly fucked up that I am breaking out when I am eating so well. Maybe good news will come tomorrow with news from Marsh. The recruiter should be back tomorrow and I will be calling either during a break or at lunch because this also needs to be resolved. Either I have some hope of employment or I am back to square one and may as well transform into a sinkhole because that is what will happen to all my money.
Everything else is autopilot, checking out customers, the greetings and thank yous and "have a good one"s. I had some conversations with a few customers today but hell if I remember a modicum of the dialogue. In one ear out the other, though I do think how odd it is to give a shit so little. It isn't natural for me to be so disingenuous so I am constantly noting my disconnect in mid-disconnect but it doesn't inspire a difference because the facts remain the same. Something that did penetrate the hazy of robotic function? Massive back pain once again. It started with sharp vein pain in my left hand and then went to full on knotty back ache.
The back plus the face eruptions make for some annoying displays of stress. Okay, I get it, shit is anxious-making right now. Get over it body and move on, damn, I have shits to do. It is doubly fucked up that I am breaking out when I am eating so well. Maybe good news will come tomorrow with news from Marsh. The recruiter should be back tomorrow and I will be calling either during a break or at lunch because this also needs to be resolved. Either I have some hope of employment or I am back to square one and may as well transform into a sinkhole because that is what will happen to all my money.
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