Scribblings

Sore Hands

I've been looking for work in the community and lined up a couple of interviews. This morning I was checking out those work-at-home opportunities trying to find one that wasn't BS. I found one that suggested I sign up with multiple survey places and that I could get paid for answering questions online. Hmmm...sounded good to me so I went and started signing up. Well, they all want you to do a screener in which you answer a bunch of general questions--the same stuff over and over. I noticed at the end of 2 hours my hands were getting sore but I was hooked! I don't know if this could work out but it would be a great deal for me if it did! I could work my own hours, be here for the kids, and not have to burn a lot of gas.

Heidi's been having tests at home all week long. The school hired a teacher to come and proctor her tests after giving me a lot of grief and no end of agita. You know, there is no good reason that administrators have to act like such idiots. TB and I signed up for a prepaid legal program and so far it's been great! I've gotten very useful advice, particularly with respect to Heidi's case. If they hadn't provided the teacher, I would be taking legal action.

What is really sickening is that the school is already set up for air conditioning. It's got all the vents and pipes and what-have-you. TB says they must be running a fan for circulation and it really wouldn't be all that hard to cool all the classrooms. I bet the district just doesn't want to pay for it! Meanwhile, my kids tell me that the windows on the first two floors don't even open. How barbaric is that? Of course, the main office has air conditioning and so does guidance, the nurses' offices, the library and any classrooms with computers. God forbid the principal, his assistants and secretaries should sweat, huh?

I feel a letter to the superintendent coming on!

Thursday Threesome:

Onesome: I can't come in-- Have you ever locked yourself out of the house or the car? How'd it happen, and how did you get back in?

Oh, yes, I remember this one time I locked myself out of my car while it was running, the headlights were on and the radio was blaring (don't ask me how I did this, I don't really remember because it was like 30 years ago). My neighbor across the street was a truck driver and he happened to have a slim Jim kit so that he could pick my lock. He said, don't ask me where I got this from and I said, hey, don't worry, I'm too relieved to wonder!

Twosome: to work today-- What is your dream job and why?

My dream job is to work from home, writing on the computer on any topic and for any length of time I like. Why? I love to write so as long as I didn't have a deadline or guidelines and I got paid this job would be ideal!!!! :D

Threesome: because I...-- What's the worst excuse you've ever given or heard of for not going into work/ school? Why did you really call in?

One time I didn't want to go interpret for Pink Floyd and so I called in some kind of medical disaster or death -of-family member or something equally despicable. I didn't want to go because I got profound stage fright and was scared almost witless at the thought of interpreting for a rock band like that!