Just got back into the office today after a relaxing and busy weekend. Had my interview Friday afternoon and figured this was the last one. Just found out today that if I make the final cut there will be one more interview in person. I guess 4 is the lucky number when it comes to interviews for this job. I am excited for this job and I hope I get it so wish me luck.
I drove a few miles this weekend, over 600 not to be too exact. Hayley and I met up with Chuck & Diane in Packwood Friday night. Had fun with them eating, playing games, golfing, and eating once again. They had to leave on Sunday night because they had to go visit family during their spring break. Hayley and I decided to stay one more night. Plan was to leave first thing in the morning but we ended up sleeping in, had a quick breakfast, and tidied up the house for the next guests. No cell phone service so that could be good or bad. Downside, didn’t know who was in the final four until Monday, missed all those games.
Got on the road at noon towards White Pass, traveled for a little bit before we got the snow became too much. It ended up being a blessing in disguise that we had to stop because I feel it would have put us in more danger if we traveled any farther. So we turned around and made our way back the same way we came on Friday. We had to backtrack all the way to Puyallup and cross thru Auburn/Tacoma and joined I-90. A 90-minute drive ended up being 360 minutes. The rest of the night was moving boxes for Hayley, me going to the storage unit to look for pictures and make sure we got room for all of Hayley’s decorations and books. Overall I think we got this done pretty quickly for what the job originally looked like. The only thing we did that was not good was our food intake. We had Sonic, McDonalds, and Kings Row in two days, our bodies didn’t like it.
Arrival time: 5 PM
Miles drove: 624 miles
Tanks of gas: 1.50
Weather endured: Snow, wind, rain, some sunshine
And now I am back at work…..
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Manic Monday with One More Hour to go
First things first…UW is in the tourney! Even though we beat Cal twice this season, they somehow received a higher seed than us. Either way, Huskies start off this Thursday against Marquette a very good team but they are beatable. So productivity across the nation will plummet in the next week. Our office will obviously take a $10 buy-in pool to crown the NCAA champion of 2010. I never do good in these type of things but I still find it fun to do.
I do have to confess that I did participate in an “Operation Repo” marathon on truTV this weekend. I hate to say it but I love that show. To anyone who doesn’t know what the show is about, it is a repossession company in the L.A. area who encounter some whackos, people in major denial, or not right mentally. I have seen them repo planes, ice cream trucks, go-karts, canoes, U-Haul trucks, Segways, RV’s, motorcycles, and of course cars. My favorite one is trying to get a Ford Explorer, the team shows up and sees it on cinder blocks with major front damage. The guy comes out a little drunk and admits that he got in a wreck and started to sell parts off of the car. He tried to justify missing the payments because since he couldn’t drive it, he shouldn’t have to make payments. When they drove away, he made it seem like they were driving off with his treasure chest or 401k.
And Mondays like today start off so good. I am starting to drive and park at a certain bus stop so I can have 3 buses to get home. While driving there today the garbage truck decided to block the road for about 2-3 minutes. After finally getting thru, I see the bus has already passed by. Then getting to my floor, first thing is to pick up my WSJ…it’s not there. I asked the receptionist and asks “…you have a paper delivered here?” Yes I only pick it up everyday right in front of you. I figured that another guy named Jim took mine so I figured I would just take his if that was the mistake. Then a guy waiting in the lobby area became generous and offered to give me his, I said that’s ok I will have this one. He insisted again so I asked “where did you get that one?”, in which he replied “I took one off of the counter there.” I looked at the corner where the name would be and there it was, my copy. Now if there was just one copy of the paper there I would more than likely understand but there was 4 sitting there in a row. There is a big white tag right on the front page in the corner with the delivery address and who it goes to. At least I can give him props for speaking up and admitting that he took it, easily forgivable and not that big of a deal. Just love the feeling for paying for an un-opened paper, I didn’t get that feeling today.
I do have to confess that I did participate in an “Operation Repo” marathon on truTV this weekend. I hate to say it but I love that show. To anyone who doesn’t know what the show is about, it is a repossession company in the L.A. area who encounter some whackos, people in major denial, or not right mentally. I have seen them repo planes, ice cream trucks, go-karts, canoes, U-Haul trucks, Segways, RV’s, motorcycles, and of course cars. My favorite one is trying to get a Ford Explorer, the team shows up and sees it on cinder blocks with major front damage. The guy comes out a little drunk and admits that he got in a wreck and started to sell parts off of the car. He tried to justify missing the payments because since he couldn’t drive it, he shouldn’t have to make payments. When they drove away, he made it seem like they were driving off with his treasure chest or 401k.
And Mondays like today start off so good. I am starting to drive and park at a certain bus stop so I can have 3 buses to get home. While driving there today the garbage truck decided to block the road for about 2-3 minutes. After finally getting thru, I see the bus has already passed by. Then getting to my floor, first thing is to pick up my WSJ…it’s not there. I asked the receptionist and asks “…you have a paper delivered here?” Yes I only pick it up everyday right in front of you. I figured that another guy named Jim took mine so I figured I would just take his if that was the mistake. Then a guy waiting in the lobby area became generous and offered to give me his, I said that’s ok I will have this one. He insisted again so I asked “where did you get that one?”, in which he replied “I took one off of the counter there.” I looked at the corner where the name would be and there it was, my copy. Now if there was just one copy of the paper there I would more than likely understand but there was 4 sitting there in a row. There is a big white tag right on the front page in the corner with the delivery address and who it goes to. At least I can give him props for speaking up and admitting that he took it, easily forgivable and not that big of a deal. Just love the feeling for paying for an un-opened paper, I didn’t get that feeling today.
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