Waste of Time

It's a home game weekend, and everyone is all excited about the team again since they have a fair chance of becoming bowl-eligible...for The Toilet Bowl or similar, but still.

Anywho, when it is a home game weekend (we're talking football, here, btw, because no one gives a rat's ass about any other sport being at home...I mean, how many times can you get excited about the basketball team playing at home? You have to pace yourself. But I digress) I have to work two hours earlier on Saturday morning. So instead of working at 10 am, I work at 8 am. Which is pointless, because nobody knows we're open and nobody cares. Anyone wandering by before the game is trying to get to the stadium neighborhood to tailgate. So I get up at 7 am for NOTHING.

The University also pays me for two extra hours for NOTHING...but the important thing here is that I get up two hours early for NOTHING. On a Saturday.

This job is pretty cushy--I sit around doing whatever I want (within reason) until the odd 90-year-old alumnus hobbles in to look around (after the game). I can do my homework and get paid for it. Unless I am sleep-deprived and too stupid to do homework, in which case I watch my Law & Order: Criminal Intent DVDs (D'Onofrio!) or write a whiny blog entry. Ya know, whatever.

But what I'd really like to do is to sleep for two hours, unpaid. And they can take that extra money and put it towards heat, because this place is a frigging Frigidaire.

And yes, I would enjoy a nice hunk of cheddar now. Mmm, cheese. (Cheese with my whine, anyone? Anyone?)

Posted by Jenelle at November 10, 2007 09:49 AM | TrackBack