So just before I left work yesterday, Carlos (not the boss of the office, but likes to think he can control other people) asks me to open the building. The cranky part of me wanted to say HELL NO! Get shitfaced and come in hung over like a man! Or a woman, as I've done that before. But the sensitive, sensible side of me agreed. The building opens at 7:00 AM, which means I have to get up at a resounding 5:30 AM to shower and hightail it over here. This morning was especially rough. I had intended to go to bed early, but that of course didn't happen. 5:30 rolls around and I cannot move. After five minutes of passive waking up, Scott plops me down on the cold bathroom floor, where I have no choice but to shower. I get to the building at approximately 7:04 AM, where I then see... CARLOS! And he proceeds to tell me that he needs me to open on Friday, not today, but on Friday. On Friday, when I work 8:00 AM to 10:00 PM on the preceding Thursday. What in the world is wrong with me?!
Hurricane Katrina has become a huge mother of a problem. The governor of Louisiana is actually telling people to leave New Orleans, as 80% of it is under water. That's not counting Alabama, Missouri, and numerous other states who have been wounded by Katrina. Thousands of people without fresh water, air conditioning, food, transportation, electricity... it's just horrible. See, this is why I live in California. We can deal with earthquakes just fine. But throw a few hurricanes in there and our state would quickly slip away. Probably break off, is more like it.
Apparently there is a village in Austria called Fucking? The people in the village get pissed off when British tourists come armed with screwdrivers to take their signs. Which makes for funny statements. "We will not stand for the Fucking signs being removed," the officer told the broadsheet.
My favourite: "The Germans all want to see the Mozart house in Salzburg. Every American seems to care only about 'The Sound of Music' (the 1965 film shot around Salzburg). The occasional Japanese wants to see Hitler's birthplace in Braunau. But for the British, it's all about Fucking."
I don't know. I never saw 'The Sound of Music', but I sure as hell would steal one of those signs.