Slow Friday!

Wow what an absolutely dreary day outside. It was kind of cool out last night so Dennis and I opened the windows and the sliding glass door to try to air out the apartment - mistake. This morning I woke up feeling like I was in the Brazilian rainforest. I just looked up "rainforest" in the dictionary because I wanted to define just how humid it was in my room this morning, but the definition doesn't say squat about the climate! I'm writing a strongly worded letter.

Then I went on wikipedia to check it out, and I still couldn't find anything about the humidity. Lord have mercy! So I googled "rainforest climate" and the first website that came out said that the rainforest gets a lot of rain because it is very hot and wet. The rest of the article seems intelligently written but of course that's the one sentence I was able to pull. Close enough. I'm sure you get the picture... or do you? Looking back, maybe I should have likened my bedroom to a sauna instead. That may have been easier.

Jesus christ. I just tried to google pictures of a sauna and thank god MODERATE safe search was on. It was all just pictures of half-naked women in saunas! My lands! I can't win this morning. Maybe I should change the subject.

So... anyone see that Penguins game Tuesday night? I know I am reporting on it a few days late but I was engrossed with my wild animal coverage and my conversations with Son Bon. Malkin didn't score a goal, but he did score 4 minutes in the penalty box! Woo!.... oh no that's a bad thing. He gave up 2 power plays to the Canes, but they were admittedly deserved or at least really funny to watch.

The first time he had his stick knocked out of his hand by an opponent so his solution was just to grab that player's stick and hold on for dear life so he couldn't use it. Immature, but funny nonetheless. Plus last time Malkin was on the bench and came swooping in he got an amazing goal so I was on pins and needles waiting for the clock to run down... waiting for Malking to swoop in once more and go in for another sneak attack. That didn't happen. But he still played well and the game was exciting to watch. Game 1 of the Stanley Cup finals is tomorrow at 8:00 pm. You can bet I'll be somewhere exciting with my Malkin shirt on! Maybe I'll even paint my face. I'm positively quivering with anticipation. Ok that's enough.

Ok changing topics - there is a man in here today that was here yesterday, the day before that, and the day before THAT, and Sonya has been trying to help him apply to the same job for THREE days. Now he is in here trying to use our phones to make a call, and doesn't understand why it's not working. Then he informs us that it is long distance. Oh yea, we provide free long distance calling. Oh wait, no we don't. You know, you would think that a people using a FREE service would be a little more appreciative of what they are getting, but I guess they really believe in the phrase "You get what you pay for." So, in our case, I guess that means you get jack shit.

Now I don't want you all to think that I hate everyone who comes in here and that I don't love helping the public. The majority of my employment history involves working for free slash working in occupations that involve helping underprivileged people or children... mostly children. But I really do honest to gawrsh enjoy doing it! One of the perks of doing it is that is can be really rewarding.

I have had experiences working at a summer day camp that made me cry when I had to leave. I spent 8 weeks trying to bring an angrily adopted 13 year old girl out of her shell in 2007 and it was TOUGH. The camp I worked at was really touchy-feely (the good kind!) and I hug my kids a lot. The first time I met her I went in for the hug and she said "Don't touch me." I was like... hoo boy. I'm in for a treat.

But I worked the whole summer trying to get through to her and on the last day of camp, she sought me out and gave me a hug and told me I was a good counselor! And then she wrote me a letter apologizing for being so difficult and saying she thought I was a good role model and she was happy I stuck it out with her. I still have that letter and when I read it for the first time it did make me cry, and I still tear up whenever I have read it since, and I am kind of tearing up right now writing about it.

This was an exceptionally long blog but the first customer set foot in the lab around 8:45 AM so I had been sitting here for about 45 minutes with nothing to do. Enjoy the fruits of my anti-labor.