3:00 up to p, and eat a choc bar, that Sunshine had bought from some kid, hawkin' 'em outside of Von's.
5:00 up to p, and eat a banana with peanut butter.
10:00 up to pee, get some alka/s, and coffee.
Sat in chair, reading Sunday's paper.
Left a voicemail for Dad, to say Happy Father's Day....
Online on my phone with this n that
Put in new contact lenses
Showered n dressed.
Went nuts looking for my e-cig which I was sure I had brought in from the bedroom to be near me in the living room
(but Merry found it much later still in the bedroom)
I gave up my search, realizing I had a spare main unit in my big bag, and a 2nd filter to go with it.
So, a kiss good bye and
Car 14:24 (and started #2 filter)
Pulled in driveway at work 15:31.
And Dad called. Perfect.
We talked a few minutes...
I went in.
Did set up for next day.
Working with Super-D as KW had yet another incredibly bad family issue.
Had a disagreement with D about how many consecutive days we should allow a driver to work.
His view...as many as they are willing to work.
Not my view, for sure.
So moving on.... ..
Work that needed to be done, done by 2300 or so....
A proper spanking only begins when you wish it would stop! This is my daily journal of my life, married to my Dominant wife, Mistress Contrary Merry, and living in a poly house, along with Her alternate personality, Sunshine, and Her partner-in-crime, Stitch, with frequent appearances by Her second-youngest son, Babyman.
Showing posts with label Father's Day. Show all posts
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Monday, June 20, 2016
Monday, June 22, 2015
6.21 SUNDAY DIARY
...Finished "Sex in the movies"
Just in time for "Live Free or Die Hard" to start, on some commercial channel.
So what the hell.
I watched that, and read "Sex a Mans Guide" during commercials.
Finished movie, 0400.
Finished book, 0430.
Sleep....
Up 10 ish...get laundry started...
And call Dad, to say Happy Father's Day.
Caught him just as he was pulling in the garage returning from a round of golf.
ANd he went in, and woke up Mom so we could talk to her, too.
Back to sleep.
1200 up to get laundry in dryer.
Sleep...
And up 14:45.
Toilet, four times interspersed during:
Laundry, IN.
Shower and dressed.
Packed up.
Kiss Her Goodbye.
Out to the car, and back in for the toilet again.
15:46, on the way.
Three car accident on NB 5, just north of the 710... three lanes block. FML
Finally at work 1700.
Dealing with morning set up, and keeping an eye on the evening work.
My supervisor sent me two admonishing emails for reservations I took; in one, I did not pull the profile landmark, indicating where at NY Penn some idiot client wants to be met; another, I did not put the client's cell phone in the instructions so the driver would have it.
I've really had enough of brand new reservationists, brand new dispatchers...a whole crew of people who couldn't find a map, even if given step by step directions...
Not enough drivers...
And I told the Supervisor, by return email, if my work is not 'up to snuff', just ask me to resign and I will. Doesn't need to fire me. Just ask me to resign. I've really had it.
And this was followed by a Really FUcked UP morning dealing with some fucked up movement of sportcasters in the Seattle area..
(more of that on MOnday, since it was after midnight...)
FML
D sl S 8 1/6
D sl O 32 1/2
D sl F4me 13 5/8
D sl F 4her 13 5/8
D un 83
D shl O 8 1/6
D sl CI 207
D G-free 32 1/3
D sHer LD 11.5
D sl P or M 12 +
Having HER take the pants and underwear down. Chilling!
Just in time for "Live Free or Die Hard" to start, on some commercial channel.
So what the hell.
I watched that, and read "Sex a Mans Guide" during commercials.
Finished movie, 0400.
Finished book, 0430.
Sleep....
Up 10 ish...get laundry started...
And call Dad, to say Happy Father's Day.
Caught him just as he was pulling in the garage returning from a round of golf.
ANd he went in, and woke up Mom so we could talk to her, too.
Back to sleep.
1200 up to get laundry in dryer.
Sleep...
And up 14:45.
Toilet, four times interspersed during:
Laundry, IN.
Shower and dressed.
Packed up.
Kiss Her Goodbye.
Out to the car, and back in for the toilet again.
15:46, on the way.
Three car accident on NB 5, just north of the 710... three lanes block. FML
Finally at work 1700.
Dealing with morning set up, and keeping an eye on the evening work.
My supervisor sent me two admonishing emails for reservations I took; in one, I did not pull the profile landmark, indicating where at NY Penn some idiot client wants to be met; another, I did not put the client's cell phone in the instructions so the driver would have it.
I've really had enough of brand new reservationists, brand new dispatchers...a whole crew of people who couldn't find a map, even if given step by step directions...
Not enough drivers...
And I told the Supervisor, by return email, if my work is not 'up to snuff', just ask me to resign and I will. Doesn't need to fire me. Just ask me to resign. I've really had it.
And this was followed by a Really FUcked UP morning dealing with some fucked up movement of sportcasters in the Seattle area..
(more of that on MOnday, since it was after midnight...)
FML
D sl S 8 1/6
D sl O 32 1/2
D sl F4me 13 5/8
D sl F 4her 13 5/8
D un 83
D shl O 8 1/6
D sl CI 207
D G-free 32 1/3
D sHer LD 11.5
D sl P or M 12 +
Having HER take the pants and underwear down. Chilling!
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