Fucking Infidels!
Feb. 18th, 2005 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
talktoolooseToutou got a job. I was tempted to write "finally" at the end of that sentence, but really he's only been seriously looking since the new year began. It looks like a pretty good job, actually and he's really happy and proud. But it does mean that on three days of the week there will be no one at home to walk the dog during the day.
I am talking to some professional dog walkers this weekend, but my mind rebels at the thought of paying $30 a week even though it really is a reasonable price. I made a proposal at work today which I think makes a lot of sense and would solve the problem. Instead of working three full days, I proposed that I work four long afternoons -- two five hour days and two six hour days. In fact, I would undertake to always stay at work until 6 p.m., a departure time that was maintained by a designer who has just resigned.
It would be great! I get up and make breakfast and lunch for Snake and Toutou and get them out the door by 8 a.m. Then I stretch and have breakfast and get down to my drawing board by 9 a.m. I work for two or three hours and then take the dog for a good walk and leave for the office. I think this would be a productive schedule and one that would break up the days better. My immediate supervisor was all nervous when I proposed this, but I'm going to push -- obnoxiously if I have to.
Oh, I also got a raise! My first in five years. The company is supposed to give lovely, generous profit shares in lieu of raises but we haven't had any real profit in two years. So I pushed on that too.
Finally, I was just reading through a thread on someone's journal wherein they are trying hard to reconcile what I gather are feelings of same-sex attraction with adherence to Catholicism. Call me a bigot or a snob or whatever, but I have trouble with scholarly discussions that are founded, ultimately, on a belief in a divinely-inspired bible. I think I'm going to create a new faith that posits divine inspiration for Hagar the Horrible. And I'll go and burn infidels in my spare time.
Fucking infidels!
I am talking to some professional dog walkers this weekend, but my mind rebels at the thought of paying $30 a week even though it really is a reasonable price. I made a proposal at work today which I think makes a lot of sense and would solve the problem. Instead of working three full days, I proposed that I work four long afternoons -- two five hour days and two six hour days. In fact, I would undertake to always stay at work until 6 p.m., a departure time that was maintained by a designer who has just resigned.
It would be great! I get up and make breakfast and lunch for Snake and Toutou and get them out the door by 8 a.m. Then I stretch and have breakfast and get down to my drawing board by 9 a.m. I work for two or three hours and then take the dog for a good walk and leave for the office. I think this would be a productive schedule and one that would break up the days better. My immediate supervisor was all nervous when I proposed this, but I'm going to push -- obnoxiously if I have to.
Oh, I also got a raise! My first in five years. The company is supposed to give lovely, generous profit shares in lieu of raises but we haven't had any real profit in two years. So I pushed on that too.
Finally, I was just reading through a thread on someone's journal wherein they are trying hard to reconcile what I gather are feelings of same-sex attraction with adherence to Catholicism. Call me a bigot or a snob or whatever, but I have trouble with scholarly discussions that are founded, ultimately, on a belief in a divinely-inspired bible. I think I'm going to create a new faith that posits divine inspiration for Hagar the Horrible. And I'll go and burn infidels in my spare time.
Fucking infidels!
