Friday, and boy am I glad!

Wasn't another filing day. It was a paper, scissors, and glue stick day. I spent all day cutting ads out of newspapers and pasting them in books along with their supposed ads. Oh joy! I must have been practicing for remedial kindergarten! Saw Sweet Polly Purebred today, at the time clock, whining to another co-worker about things she had to do this weekend. Don't you know I shed a tear or two (not). Deep red hair is NOT a neat color - more of a cherry black, in a lot of ways. All I know is I am tired. I clocked out at 1 minute after 5 and the "Recruiter" who signed my time card today went over it almost minute by minute, which doing the hour by hundredths is NOT the way my time card goes, so I am turning in a frigging mess! Of course, I faxed it to the company rather than go any farther than home, at this point.

Mr. Navy is still packing up slowly to go. Sort of like a divorce with who gets what. I get the fridge with the ice maker (yea). He will take the one he brought down; however, he also bought the one with the ice maker. Nuf bitching, more manana.....