that was sick!

So, yesterday was my 50th post and I didn't even notice... not sure if it really matters! maybe 100 will be special.

Anyway, while I was at work yesterday, I was asked by the operations manager to do an hour of overtime after my shift. I'm always willing to work a bit extra, one, for the cash, two, 'cause my job is so damn easy. My shift finished at 5 and he wanted me to stay until 6. I was going to the Goatwhore/3 inches of Blood show that night and I wanted to get an advance ticket at Brian's Records before 6, so I told the operations manager, "if you can find someone to go down there and get me a ticket, I'll do the overtime." to which he replied, "ok... let me get back to you on that one."

I was pretty whatever. No ticket? No overtime! About an hour later he dropped a ticket on my desk.

I got home feelin' tipsy at 1 am ...ish. Now I'm sitting in my cubicle with a sore neck and a throbber of a headache and my shift started at 8am. awesome.