Too Damn Early

Adecco got me another gig with JP Morgan. My job? Candling. Which is a fancy term for "sit in the mail room and hold envelopes up to a lightbulb and make sure they're empty."

$8.5/hr, 8 hour shift, three day gig.

This wouldn't be so bad except for the times.

7-3:30

So I'm sitting here, making sure I'm really awake (woke up about five times last night due to nerves) and sipping Instant Breakfast. I'll be gone long before the kiddo needs to get up and get ready for school. If he goes at all, his cough has returned with a vengence, which leaves me wondering. Boy's been on antibiotics for nearly a week, why is the cough back? Unless he's still battling the viral infection that knocked out the males and which I think may have jumped the gender fence, as I've been feeling the tickle in my chest since yesterday afternoon.

"You're not allowed to get sick!"

Pish posh. I can get sick, as long as I don't go over 101 in temperature. That happens, bustle me into the hospital, please.

Ah well. We'll see what happens. I'm taking my vitimins and eating well, that's the most important thing.