When I worked at The Job From Hell, I had a ten o'clock start time. That meant I'd sleep until quarter after nine, take a long shower, pray that I would miss the subway train...anything to delay my arrival at work. I just did not want to be there.
Now, with only two real days of unemployment under my belt, I can't seem to sleep past seven in the morning and have boundless energy when I wake up. I was actually at the gym this morning. By ten. I worked out for an hour. And I enjoyed it.
It's quite a different sensation. I could get used to this. I may end up being dirt poor, but I'll look fabulous.
Posted by mak at June 23, 2005 4:52 PMThen again, you could just become a personal trainer at the gym and kill two birds with one stone!
Posted by: David at June 23, 2005 10:40 PMThis is K's chance to be the sugar daddy!
We're still waiting for pictures of those hot latin boys from your gym....you're going to the gym a lot again...I see a big opportunity to get pictures!
Posted by: tribecatexan at June 23, 2005 10:58 PMOh you bitch. I hate you.
Posted by: MzOuiser at June 24, 2005 10:46 AMAnd at this rate YOU are going to be the hot boy at the gym!!
Posted by: MzOuiser at June 24, 2005 10:46 AMYou suck. Truly.
See, 7:00 a.m. is the time at which you drop the kiddies off at daycare, or stumble in from last night's party. Nobody voluntarily gets up at 7 and is perky about it.
You suck perkily.
Posted by: palochi at June 24, 2005 12:11 PM