I have worked off the clock, but never had to in retail. One of the reasons I strove to be salaried was so that I did not have to worry about it and could work at all different times (I am working now and taking a break, but I totally goofed off from 12-2), but this is an office job. I never worked off the clock in retail. In theatre, the falsifying was more about not getting over-time. So we got made for all our hours, but had to say we worked for more weeks than we did. So if I worked for only two weeks, but at 90-100 hours, I had to keep filling out my time sheet for several more weeks (I was in my early 20s and just happy to be being paid for theatre and I actually made a lot of money).
Cash- I am glad you have wine, and so grateful you took the time to recommend something for me. That actually sounds sort of perfect. I love old gravestones and researching people on the gravestones. When I was in late middle school, I used to make my mom drive me to cemetaries, write down the names and pertinent information, and then take me to the county records office to look them up.
Msbelle and Amy- I think I also would want to knit for things, so that is such a good suggestion.
Oh! Cash! You could volunteer to fill photo requests for Find A Grave!
It's Saturday. Trying to balance work with relaxation. DH is planning to head north on Monday. I really hope the leaves hang around. The brilliance of peak season was probably a few days ago, but it is still extremely colorful, and plenty of green trees to still turn. It is breezy though and lots of leaves are spinning in the air.
We've got a visit to JZ's father's gravesite today. We're trying to parse exactly how formal the clothing needs to be for this. The short answer is less formal than the actual memorial and church tomorrow, but no lime green rompers.
Emmett's coming down with his girlfriend, Kalena for both events and we'll get to see Matilda's young cousins, who've grown up quite a bit in the last couple years.
Timelies all!
Mr. S was up by 7 this morning, demanding sunny side-up eggs on a sandwich. Which he took one bite of and abandoned the rest. (He does stuff like this all too frequently) sigh…
Huh. I was just peacefully reading my book when I hear a voice - some sort of recorded voice from the vicinity of my Chromebook so I figure an open tab started auto playing something or other. What actually happened is my phone spontaneously called a number from a text message, which was some sort of customer service office that was closed abs had a recorded message to say so. What the hell, phone? Is this Skynet creeping me out?
That is creepy, -t.
I am home. Will quick test for COVID today, just in case. I can never find quick tests at the pharmacy in Wisconsin but they had TONS of them at CVS in Indiana—where nobody gives a shit if they have it or not.
My 21 year old great nephew with type 1 diabetes refused to get vaccinated. He’s got COVID but so far isn’t hospitalized. They are giving him monoclonal antibodies, though.
Driving with my sister to pick up and deliver the remaining flowers and plants plants to a local nursing home, I passed a Trump protest on the street in my hometown. An old Woman stuck her “I miss Trump” sign out at me and I slowed down and gave her the finger.
Ah, a phone with a mind of its own. Eeep.
Good to be home. Bravo for resisting the opportunity to just run over the Trumpsters. Unspeakable harm has been done in his wake.
I've had something like that happen on my phone, -t. I =think= it was Google's assistant thingy responding to something it heard from my computer. Needless to say, I need to figure out how to turn that assistant thingy off. Very creepy.
Timelies all!
Adding on to the annoyances in my life, I chipped a tooth in my sleep. It’s not too big a chip, but it is one.
