Fall has arrived, and with it the usual plethora of fall problems. Don’t get me wrong, I love the fall. It is my favorite time of year. It doesn’t like me, though.
We woke up this morning to a broken water heater and no hot water. The s/o, because he has worked for the same company since the dawn of time, was able to call and get the day off. I, however, was stuck taking a cold shower. Cold showers are not fun. We’ll just say I did not dawdle in the shower and leave it at that.
The state fair starts next week, which means it is time for my annual cold. I always get a horrific cold about the time the state fair starts. I have already starting gearing up by taking a few extra doses of vitamin C every morning. I know it’s coming, so I may as well do what I can to prepare.
I know I complain (would bitch be too strong a word?) a lot about my job here, but I don’t do it while I’m there. While I am at work, I try to make the best of all the bad situations. I wish others would do the same. I am so, so tired of going to work every day and dealing with attitudes. I really want to just tell them all to go tell it to somebody who may care, but I’m too nice for that, so I listen and sympathize. It is bad, though. These kids really do have a lot to complain about. A lot of them are young and talented, so I really have to wonder why they don’t just give it up and go find a job they’ll enjoy.
Or maybe they just all need a cold shower. (Hey, Nick! I stayed on topic!!)
I’m just an old fart, so I consider myself lucky to have found somebody who will give me a paycheck.
The plumber is on his way to fix or replace our water heater. Wish he could have gotten here earlier. I’m still shivering.