Just another day....

So, a rather exciting day at work. When I arrived, I was greeted with: We're having fresh air today. The front door is open! Well yes it was, and this is quite unusual. One of our office leaders is highly...sensitive. To everything. Like breathing for example.

But so it was. The door was propped open. But also in front of me was a typical office trash can, filled with dark gray glass. The front door really. In very small pieces. I never really considered that in the correct proportions that a glass door could fill a small trash can a little more than half way. Hmmm. As it turns out, the lawn maintenance person caught a rock just right and it shattered the glass via the weed wacker. The business was already considering changing the logo on the front door as we have recently updated our business profile including an updated website and a new logo. Not only that, a comment was made recently about how dirty the glass was on the door with the evening setting sun. Does he really think I'm going to do windows at work? I don't even do windows at home! So instead of just taking off the previous lettering, we secretly had the glass shattered so that we could get a shiny clean new one and just have new lettering put on with our logo.

Also, like I was greeted, the rest of the office staff was similarly greeted, and our customers as well. For about half the day.

Studying this week has been essentially non-existent. I sat down this evening, the eleventh hour, to finish reading the chapter for this week. Nothing stuck. I read the key parts twice, trying really to absorb the info, knowing really that the likelihood of having a class lecture on the information is pretty slim. Seriously, I'm on my own here. And I don't know a soul in the class. I've been Chatty Cathy with a lady that sits in front of me. Sadly, she wants to talk while others in the class are sharing with the teacher. I can't hear two conversations at once. I simply don't have this skill. I do want to chat with her though because she took this class for a couple weeks last semester, so I want to know what she knows. But she was with a different teacher.

I happened onto a website that lets you comment on your professors. I had heard about it before, but forgot to look it up. So I took an opportunity. I looked up my teacher. He has 3 comments. All of them talked about what a great teacher he is! Wow! In my experience with the college, he is my least favorite. I have never had a class where the information that you are required to know is not presented to you in some fashion. I go to this class and we talk about community crime events for 2 1/2 hours. I digress. My disillusionment ran deep this week.

I have the last shift of the required community service this weekend. Valentines Day. Nothing says I love you like supporting a loved one through their community service, on cupids special day. Whatever.

Goals: still working on posting more often. I really like to post in the morning, I'm too tired when I get home and my brain is more fresh. Speaks for itself.....