The vigilantes can't agree on who's in charge.

So it dawned on me today that I will never get stuck doing something I do not love doing.



First of all, I woke up in a good mood. As soon as I remembered I went to bed in a bad mood, however, I was in a bad mood again. That bad mood was complimented by a stern talking to about my poor attitude, lateness, and general slack off at my admissions job. Basically, I was warned that if it happened again that I would be fired. I left the office, not frightened (I have four jobs, after all) but very pensive about this attitude of mine that I never seem to have anywhere else.

I hate doing office work, which is why I might appear to have an attitude. So it is safe to assume that my attitude has to do with the tasks themselves other than the people. While giving tours, I am at my best because I love doing them. I do not work there for the money but the tours. I think they were surprised when I told them I enjoy the job for whatever reason.

This happened last summer: I worked at SI Yankee Stadium at a poorly run coffee and italian ice stand (Staten Island, go fig.). I hated my job and did not hide it from the managers, fought with costumers who yelled at co-workers, and did not get any hours when I returned from Orientation leading to a summer of poverty. I do not regret it. I would rather get stuck doing something I like to do.

Anyway, today I had to a softball game for a job that I do enjoy thoroughly with my favorite boss, Paul, who I hadn't seen in some time. The game was canceled due to rain, but I did get to hang out with Paul for 20 minutes and walk home/eat these:


I had five cookies for dinner. Healthy lifestyle? Oh yea.  It thunderstorms every day in Westchester. You would think I'd be used to it. I'm still terrified. Though, listening to Wicked during a storm is pretty epic, I think.

Oh, last night some non-student came into my apartment and told me that the parking lot near my place was haunted. I shot him down and told him to leave, basically.

(Parking lot in question.)

Tonight is Mike's farewell dinner-thing. I am making really yummy cookies like my mom used to make. Thunder is scary... Gotta run.