Further Proof I Should Get a New Job
January 25th, 2007
Last night, at around 3:45 A.M. I got a call. I’d forgotten the key to the safe in my pants pocket. Policy states that every time I leave the safe, I must put it in my pocket. I’d forgotten to put it back in the safe, and my shift relief didn’t notice. So I had to drive to St. Paul at 4 A.M. This to prevent having to open the secondary safe to get the emergency key. My car broke down on the way back. The gas pedal suddenly slack against the floor. The transmission cable had popped. This left me stranded on highway 94 at 4:30, grumpy, because I had mentioned unusual tension in the gas pedal the last two times I’d taken it in. Tow truck called, tow truck arrives. Girlfriend picks me up because tow truck guy, while very nice, is not allowed to drive me all the way back home.
January 26th, 2007 at 8:05 pm
the Guthrie his hiring an Assistant to the Director (not to be confused with Assistant Director), if you think you can put up with Joe Dowling on a daily basis.
Besides, 94 Westbound is beautiful at night. I don’t think most people appreciate the sheer transcendence that happens when the moon off the mississipi mingles with diesel fumes and sewer gas.