on the death of a cellphone

yes, i've killed another electronic piece of equipment. and walking out of the gym today, i dropped my mp3 player, and it, too has ceased functioning. sigh.

i can't workout without my music. i've said it before.

but the quiet is something wonderful. i'm not sure what is worse, having your cellphone work and not being able to answer it, or having it not work at all. i can answer the phone, acutally, i just can't talk or hear anything being said (which is the equivalent of it not working).

meanwhile, it's still scorching hot out here, and our hole up attitude, is foolish. all the windows sealed up, we were all trying to huddle around the one ineffective a/c in the apartment, i came up with a load of laundry from the basement and my daughter hollers,

the bunny!

he found the temperature around his cage unacceptable as well, and parked himself, elongated across the box fan in front of the a/c. he just lay there, his fur coat swishing in the breeze.

we brought him into the livingroom where we had a family (and bunny) campout because it was just so hot. he has a dedicated fan now and previous too small cage (he can sleep in it, but not much else).

my husband and i argued, which makes it really feel like home. you know?

the man can never hear me, except for when he wants to, so while i'm off trying to cook dinner and find a new cell phone, he's down the hall saying he can't hear me. so i let an "idiot" fly, and of course he hears it.

which i found particularly comical.

he didn't like it one bit, and asked me why i called him that.

because i was frustrated.

and sunday, i have an interview all lined up, but i don't want to drive a half hour, though i'd definately get more hours, i'm not sure if it is the right thing to do.

my union sent me the requested membership book, but also a little bonus. someone else's personal information. it was an oversight, clearly. but i called them and said,

this is disconcerting.

they said,

just send it back.

and i said,

i will, but you have a lot of information in your hands, please be careful with it.

i don't know that he got it. he probably thinks i'm just someone complaining. maybe i am. who knows. i just think if we have to entrust unions and such with our personal information, they should be more careful with it. that's all i'm trying to say.

the freezer guy came over to buy coffee the other day, and i said,

ah, here he is.

he said,

what?

and i replied,

you were busting my chops.

my manager asked him what he wanted, and he said,

whatever she says.

so i sold the guy a large coffee instead of a small. piddly, but it was a nice gesture. and we're square now. though i think i overheard him yelling at someone in the freezer the other day.

something about the cold, brings out the devil in him.

and i'm told by another manager that my manager has complaints against her from another person (at least one), working with us.

so, who knows what will happen. i surely don't.

i just know that work is work. not much can be done about that.

peace.