Day: July 8, 2003

Ok, not much going on…but the amusement continues. Tomorrow, I’m supposed to bring in my copy of PhotoShop for my Mgr. Seems know-it-all overheard us talking about it, so I’ve been taking bets that he’d show up today with it in tow. Anyway, my room is almost done. Everything is painted and cleaned up, though I still need to sand the floors, refinish them, and add a bookshelf. I feel tired today. I was woken up by an annoying “radio poll” phone call. It’s the 3rd time they’ve called. First time, I told them there was no one that lived there (I was housesitting), second time, they got the answering machine. And I must add, it’s pretty pathetic when you have to explain the phrase “Save a tree” when declining a postal mailing. She couldn’t quite grasp the fact I didn’t care how legitimate the poll was and therefore didn’t want any info on it. My Scotsman thinks I should have just told her to go away. Gods, she wouldn’t shut up and didn’t quite get it. Oh well, she won’t be calling again. Another irritating thing, I’ve found that I can’t find black bookshelves anymore. The place I knew I could get them, can’t get them anymore. Anyway, I have to wait till next week to get shelves.