My Friday afternoons at work had been rather peaceful. Both D-Bag and my boss both worked half days on Friday, leaving the office at around .
After , my Fridays would be smooth sailing. Nobody would bug me. I could focus on whatever I felt needed accomplished without worrying that someone would question what I was working on.
Well, I found out earlier this week that D-Bag is changing his schedule to EXACTLY MATCH my schedule. WTF!?!?
Every moment I am at work, D-Bag will be there also. Oh, joy.
Why did he do this? Why is he ruining the few hours at work each week that I almost enjoy? Doesn't he realize that I can't stand him? I guess not. Perhaps he does and doesn't care, or maybe he'll get his jollies by infringing upon my Friday solitude.
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On a completely unrelated note, I'm typing this as I listen to the Rolling Stones CD Rewind, which is a greatest hit compilation from 1971 to 1984. There is some good stuff here, including the catchy little tune Hang Fire.
I bought Rewind on Amazon for like a dollar months ago, and some of the reviews trashed the tune Hang Fire. I'm not sure why, as I like it. Maybe it doesn't fit in well with the other tunes on the disk, which are mostly edgy and/or bluesy.
I faintly recall an episode of the TV show Thirtysomething where Hang Fire was playing in the background at a New Year's party. I also seem to recall Elliot (Timothy Busfield) falling off his chair during said party. Ah, yes. Useless memories. I am full of them.
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