Today was a long day, and I just now got to work. I was up late, as usual last night, --got off work around 8:30 pm, was trying to work off some extra hours that I missed the day before, and got about two down, if I'm lucky. I got home, and watched the rest of the first season of Jericho, which was disappointing, so I can see why they wanted to cancel it. Despite it being a grand series, I can see where people might have begun losing interest.
Anyway, I like it. Teaches you some very important post-apocalyptic skills.
So anyway, I went to bed around 2 am, woke up at 8:30 am, drove to Blue Springs, --that's half an hour for all of you, who have no idea how far Blue Springs is from Independence, in the middle of rush hour morning traffic, it actually took a bit longer. Then I helped my 79 year old grandfather fix the brakes and left steering axle on my ancient car. The parts only cost around $30, but the labor took about four and a half hours. So we finished everything by about 1:30, then I made a quick sandwich and ate lunch with them, took some leftovers for dinner at work, and ran off again, after of course thanking and re-iterating how much I love them, repeatedly for ten minutes.
I drove all the way back to Independence, and managed to speed more effectively since I wasn't exactly afraid my brake pads would fall out on the highway, or that the axle over my left wheel would crack and drop the left side of the car on the road, flipping me, and most likely, successfully ending my life.
I got back to my house at 2:20 pm, showered, quickly, and threw my hair into some messy conglomeration on top of my head, and put on as little make-up as I could to make myself presentable. I also picked out Someone's favorite blouse, because I was going to probably be about five minutes late, and did want to cushion as much irritation as possible.
I left at 2:50 and sped the whole way, shrieking to Pat Benatar, and made it to work eight minutes late... the clock in my car is set incorrectly apparently, because it lied and told me I was only five minutes late. Then again, I did have to go around and take things out of the passenger side of the car, and that probably took an extra minute.
When I got in, Someone told me that he was frustrated because he had begun to think that I might be taking advantage of our unique position; him being the supervisor, me being a subordinate, and us having a ...thing. Dunno how to label the circumstances just yet, and I'll probably be somewhat evasive where the subject is concerned for sometime.
I was offended, but he made amends by coming back down later and smoothing me out like a sheet on a mattress... I only pouted for about 20 minutes altogether.
And hopefully, next time we get some time together, he'll punish me.
O.O
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