Yep. Work is work. Thanks for making me feel better about my job - atleast I have a lot of fun. I apparantly have a knack for finding jobs where they expect you to slack off.

Maybe I shouldn't be admitting this since a lot of people I work with now know about my website, but then again, they all know the truth anyway - we don't do a lot of work either. Sure, every once in a while a plane will come in and we might have to do something for a few minutes, but then it's pretty much back to sitting around for a while. I was thinking about it the other day and realized that I spend 50% of my time at work sitting around waiting for the last two planes to come in. My typical work day runs from 2 until midnight, a span of 10 hours. Our last outbound flight departs a little before 7. So, from 7 until midnight, a span of 5 hours - or half of my shift - I sit around waiting for the last two inbound flights to come in. Sure, there's a little more work involved with each of them because they have to be cleaned and all, but still, I spend half my day just dealing with those two flights.

We get busy when we have shows in the evening but most of the big stuff will be done this month. I think I might get to meet the Little Conductor (Starr, not Carlin) in August. Whats so great about this job is that no one, not even the managers, has much to do so its just as likely to have the boss reading a magazine next to me as it is a part-timer.

That tears it. I'm the only one who pretty constantly does actual work while at work. I work 8-5 all the time (except Sundays--they have me on this bullshit split shift that goes 7-10am and 2-4pm, as I have to be there when the Bakery trucks come but not be there when there's nothing to do because it's Sunday and everyone is at home), and I'm buzzing all around the entire time I'm there. Except for my lunch hour, which is bullshit too. Thankfully, I'll be leaving in August if everything goes according to plan. Then I'll be able to get a slacker job. Yeah.

Well, that assumes you can find a job out there at all.

I was happy to hear from my boss tonight that he was able to make enough to live in San Francisco bartending & working at a restaurant. Of course, it sounds like he had 4 roommates. So much for my hopes of having my own apartment if I move out there.