So I go to the Union Hall today to get my job assignment at 7AM. This is after FORCING myself to go to bed by 12:30AM and waking up every hour until I can't sleep anymore and finally get up at 3:30 (my sleep schedule is still on bar hours), and they screwed it up.
They didn't have one ready for me because the guy that called me Thursday called me instead of the previous guy on the list (the list of people who signed the book after getting laid off). I will go out this week, but it screwed up my night yesterday. I left the bar early and left my friends there so I could come home and get some rest.
Talk about fucking my shit up.
Oh well...gives me more time to run...
BTW, my rugby season starts St. Patrick Day's weekend in Savannah, Georgia. It is like Irish Mardi Gras. 3 days of complete chaos. Can't wait...
They didn't have one ready for me because the guy that called me Thursday called me instead of the previous guy on the list (the list of people who signed the book after getting laid off). I will go out this week, but it screwed up my night yesterday. I left the bar early and left my friends there so I could come home and get some rest.
Talk about fucking my shit up.
Oh well...gives me more time to run...
BTW, my rugby season starts St. Patrick Day's weekend in Savannah, Georgia. It is like Irish Mardi Gras. 3 days of complete chaos. Can't wait...