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a little joke for you

2005-03-25 / 8:17 p.m.
sooooo, why did the screw cross the road?
to get lodged in my tire.

that was how my first day of work went. actually, i can't complain about my first day of work. it went well. lots of information thrown at me. [[oh, and the bossholes didn't kill me on my last day. they took me to a nice sit down restaurant and gave me a clock with my name engraved on it.]] on the way home from the first day of work at the new job on monday, i heard my tire go "pop!" and i pulled over to see that it had not completely blown, but i had driven over a very large screw/bolt and it was still stuck in the tire.

now, i took auto shop in community college some years ago, and went to the trunk to see if i could recall how to change the tire. i got the car jacked up, the hubcap off, but could not get the bolts off the damn tire. i was muy frustrado--and the cell phone had little to no reception, so i couldn't get good pointers from the husband. at one point i became so angry i threw the lugnut wrench on the ground and stomped around like yosemite sam. i saw some farmer dude tilling a field across the road and waved him over. apparently i forgot that i had to lower the jack again to loosen the lugnuts. duh. he helped me with the rest and i got the doughnut tire on the pontiac.

so, yes--the new job is awesome. i'm living out part of my dominatrix fantasies by telling people what to do. line up, hands to side, no talking, look forward. what was that? can i get a "yes ma'am!" don't get me wrong, i realize i'm a role model in a detention center and my job is to teach some skills to the detainees, but it is nice knowing that if anyone gets lippy or disses me, i just send them back to their quarters to medidate about the importance of following directions and respecting as cartman would say, "my authoritahh".

i'm naturally worried about how i appear to my new colleagues, and of course, i have fears about my finances. i took a big pay cut to go to this job. but ahhhh, i'm so much more relaxed with the shorter drive. i can't tell you how nice it is to just drive to and from work and not be expected to drive all over the place.

maybe it's from the new environment, but i'm getting the beginnings of a cold. i felt worse yesterday-(one of my days off),so vin made me stay home and rest. i missed out on the whole megilah for purim. bummer. tonight i stayed home, lit candles, and read about purim and shabbat in some of my books. i want to be sure this little bug i have is gone, gone, gone. i don't want to muddle up the new work place with calling off due to illness.

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