My own damn fault though. I went to the gym for way too long (my poor muscles) and then stayed up till gods only know how long watching Season 3 of LOST and maybe finishing up someone's Doctor Who scarf. I really need to find my LOST Season 2, I want me some Henry Gale, plus Monica is wanting to catch up with the series before it all ends. *mental note* But hay, I now have 13 feet of timey-wimey goodness (or will, till I deliver it to its owner!)
Thank god today is Friday though, I can wear comfy clothes to work and generally have a good time of it.
Oh. Work. Let me tell you. Not that many will understand, but whatever. Was talking with a mate of mine who works in Service this morning and he's going on about how stressed he is (worked the night shift, poor bugger) because they got a record number of calls in last night from stores all over the country with false alarm readings. He was saying something about a couple thousand motions all seeming to go bad in the space of one night. THey'd get the call that a motion was going off in a building (lots of distribution centres actually) or that a door contact was reading open. If they couldn't get hold of a night shift manager (none of who seemed to be answering) of course they dispatch the local PD. He started to go on about something regarding local police in some mid-western town, but then had to go because I guess they were getting another deluge of calls? He sounded a bit weirded out, apparently something to do with the police calls or something.
So... yeah this looks like an iiiiiinteresting day. At least I don't have to go home for lunch, so I can get my hours in easily and then leave at a decent hour. Huzzah. Of course, that means being stuck in the building all day, but tis a small sacrifice to make.
I rediscovered the voice post number, maybe me and Shannon and Desiree or some people can make a voice post at some point in the future. My coworkers are HILARIOUS.