Trash
Nobody empties our garbage at work anymore. About a year ago they put up walls around our section of this office area. We’re located inside the plant, in a cinderblock building. But our portion of it now has its own little walls, whereas before it was just a big open floor plan. Now, unfortunately, they stopped picking up our trash. Its not too bad but if you have banana peels and stuff, you need to carry it out to the dumpster. The good news is that there is one right outside the door to our office. I could hit it with an apple core if these walls weren’t in the way.
I cancelled my daily emails from the Chicago Marathon training program. They were alot of help before, but now they are just annoying since I’m not in the program anymore. No point. Can you tell today kinda sucks? I have lost my objective.
I also used to blog on the Virtual Training board as well (it basically mirrored this one), but I stopped about a week ago because I felt really, really stupid because there wasn’t much to report in the way of training. The people there are really nice and very supportive but they don’t want to read this whining crap. Not that anyone out here does either, but Blogger says its ok and The Chicago Marathon folks don’t like it.
Yesterday I took as a rest day. Today I want to see how far I can run before my knee gives out. Then I’ll hit the weights. I’m not sure I can get through the whole upper and lower so I’ll probably need to split it up this week. Lower today, upper tomorrow.
Today is a waiting day at work. I am waiting for a piece of equipment to arrive. If it comes in, I can start working feverishly to do something that the entire rest of the industry said can’t be done. I’ve done it before. I am a genius. No, really. I’ve got a PhD and do really, really smart stuff all day long. Its all secret so I can’t put it here, but trust me, its really smart and you’d say “Wow! Are you some kind of genius or something?” and I’d say “Well, yes, but its not nice to brag.” Then we’d go to the breakroom in the plant to get snacks at the vending machine because it would be time for a break.
If the equipment doesn’t come in, I may miss my deadline with the customer and then everyone will scream and blame me, and then I get fired. Well, I wouldn’t get fired right away. Soon though. I’d be on the fire-that-idiot-before-he-ruins-something-else list. Then I would cry because I would have to start a new job all over again and nobody there would know I was a genius and they would treat me just like some ordinary engineer that wastes company time and money posting things on the internet.
