Kiosk. Update. Day off.
(Blasphemy?)
One week and almost 60 working hours later, I'm sitting here marveling at how this "day off" concept feels. It kind of itches a little. Considering this past week saw the kiosk go in a week early and two same-day funerals amongst the staffers, I'm rather hoping we don't get a repeat of this. Unless it involves an act of God (ie, the kiosk being struck by lightning) or a zombie apocalypse (ie, the kiosk being attacked by zombies).
So far, mind you, the kiosk is doing better than it usually has compared to years past. Sure the frame is bent, the electrical system is suspect (Tom, the miracle repairman, had a few choice and not-child-friendly words to say when he had to practically rewire the kiosk's electrical systems...in the process discovering the guys assembling it all had put in no less than 3 already fried outlets), and the cash drawer needs an extra shove/flying tackle in order for the drawer to actually close. But it's still an improvement.
For now.
After all, it's only been a week.
But other than, all is faring decently enough despite the inherent fatigue. I am enjoying Stephen Hunt's
Court of the Air, despite its ability to throw fantasy-historical and -political details at me without any sort of warning or backstory, my tapeworm has been working overtime with at least 2 extra meals needed per day, and The Project has reached the ever-important completion of Phase 1. And Mel is busying herself with geisha cross-stitching and asking me why I feel the need to watch Rocky Horror in the early hours of the morning.
Then again, the reasoning for that is simple: don't dream it, be it. (Or is it:
don't dream it, blog it?)
Today's Lesson: the stench of burnt microwave popcorn will linger in your apartment for at least 3 days.
Labels: ie the kiosk being mentioned in the labels, Project rumblings
posted by Phillip at 10:31 AM
