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I am going to die.

I worked till midnight, got to bed at six-thirty (a bit late for me, but I was busy), had a hell of a time falling asleep, and then got woken up at quarter of nine by fucking BUZZSAWS at a fucking house being worked on down the street. QUARTER OF NINE. THIS IS A TIME AT WHICH PEOPLE WITH NORMAL SCHEDULES ARE STILL SLEEPING TOO.

Oh, but it's all good, because my manager's boss called me like an hour later to tell me he needs me to write up a statement because some stupid bitch is threatening to file assault charges against my manager, and I unfortunately witnessed part of the incident in question. So, I'll write the stupid thing, and hopefully by the time I'm done, the saws will have gone away because it is nasty today, and I can at least get a nap before work.

This is not a good sign for how this day is going to go, is it?

Comments

[caruso.livejournal.com]

Sounds lovely. There's nothing that inspires the homicidal maniac in me quite like loud noises early in the morning.

I'm pretty sure I got about an hour of sleep, but I feel fine. Caffeinated and zombiefied, but fine :D I also had weird dreams. Whoo.

[hoedogg.livejournal.com]

Crappy! I can relate though. An entire housing development is being built across the street from me, and those guys start working at 7 AM! It was a bitch for my unemployed ass at first, but thankfully I can quickly turn into a deep sleeper when the need arises.