This is for all the police officers, fire fighters, nurses, doctors, bakers, gas station attendants, bankers, IT geeks and whoever else is running at full and normal strength today while everyone else has the day off to go shopping or recover from too much turkey.
I’ll start. I’m here at work as someone has to keep one of the nation’s largest ACH (automated clearing house) systems running to process all of those purchases. Oh yeah, we kinda like to keep the ATMs alive as well.
I am, at least for another hour. I was going to work the whole day, but my sister called this morning and talked me into taking the afternoon off. We’ll be shopping in my little Wal-Mart-free town of 2,500 people. Should be fun.
Thought I’d volunteer for some OT and wade through the masses of vehicle title paperwork that some dipsquat executive thinks I should be handling as opposed to one of the many lower-level functionaries that are inherently harder to distract and much less expensive to the company.
But NOOOOOOO! Evidently people are waking up from their turkey eating frenzies and placing calls to the insurance company o get the money for their totalled cars. Don’t they realize that nobody else is working today? Why the…oh wait…not a Pit thread.
I’m off today, but only because my normal work week runs from Saturday to Tuesday. I worked Wednesday and yesterday, though, on top of my normal week. Oh, and just between you and me, feeding your dog what looks like roughly half a turkey and then taking him out to roughhouse? Really bad idea. Volunteering to take over anesthesia and cleanup for the resulting surgery without first checking to see if the bloat bucket’s been cleaned up yet? Really, really bad idea.
WEll, what do you do when you’ve gone across four state lines to go to Grandma’s house and then you get sick and tired of Grandma? The art museum is indeed open, and on the extremely off chance anybody would want to use the research library, here I am.
I thought about doing some cataloging and crap, but actually I didn’t even bother to open the mail.
I’m here making radioactive pharmacuticals for people who’s hearts are wonky from Aunt Sally’s Gravy. All the other drug guys can stock up but our stuff decays, so here I am. So one QC Chemist checking in.
Not working yet, but at 4 I’ll be helping to feed the hungry masses of people, fresh from shopping over at the mall. This, after helping feed the hungry masses of people too lazy to cook their own turkey last night.
Here I sit, checking to see that the bestbuy.com website is up and running, so all those smart people who didn’t actually set foot in a store today can order their DVD’s, 160 gb hard drives and memory sticks by the fistful.
