Thursday, January 6, 2011

alternative pay scales

Today at work, I decided I would like to get paid by the keystroke. If Charles Dickens was paid by the word, I don't see why it can't work, really. I wonder what a 1 percent raise would be in keystroke?

Three or four years ago, I remember wanting to be paid by the staple. But I don't staple anything anymore. The stapler is just a fancy desk decoration. I bought my own personal stapler because the stapler that came with my desk wouldn't actually staple anything.

Today I asked Jupiter if she had anything planned for my birthday tomorrow. Just so I would know if I had to bake myself a cake or anything like that. Jupiter said she wants to go shopping together for my birthday because the only time we get to go shopping together is to buy food. L But she doesn't actually want to buy anything for me for my birthday. She would be okay with buying things for her. She loves things. Any Things. It doesn't have to be anything in particular. Just a Thing. But before we got out of the car tonight she gave me a very nice heart picture today that she drew. :)

The moon is still a bitty crescent sliver.

It's COLD. It was about 30 degrees at 4pm this afternoon and the temperature had dropped 5 degrees before I got home. Sunny this afternoon...I found a sunny window at lunch and fortunatly today nobody came along and closed the shade on me. Because seriously, we get sunlight (if it happens to be sunny in the first place) for 6 hours a day right now. Why on earth would you want to close the shades and BLOCK the sun when it is out? I love sun.

1 comment:

M.J. Fifield said...

Excuse me, I believe you have my stapler...they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn't bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it's not okay because if they take my stapler then I'll set the building on fire...

A little Office Space humor for you.

Some days at The Store, I think it would be nice if I was paid according to how many items I took out of each box that came in. I'd make a small fortune off a short sleeve tee shirt box.