Training and skipping out

We're on lunch break. Training's interesting. However, there are several people I want to smack in that class, people who cannot follow simple directions. (And Leonie, who had the guy go through how to format text essentially waste ten minutes. How do you not know how to format text? This is why I hate classes, at least with computers. I pick these things up very quickly by seeing and doing them once, but other people move slowly and miss steps or just don't get it.

Training will be done by two, which makes me sad. It was supposed to end at four.

Sharone told me the cleaning woman still didn't vacuum under her desk. You know what? I don't care anymore. I told the woman where the desk was, so either she doesn't care either, or she knows Sharone and doesn't like her, in which case I think she's a good judge of character. I'm not calling downstairs/bothering the woman again. Maybe something's keeping her from getting under that desk. It's not my concern.

Nancy told me she and Maureen went upstairs for their meeting, but someone else basically took the room from them. Will have to confirm with Jacqui again that we did indeed reserve the room every Thursday.

I'm not sure, but I might stay home tomorrow. Maybe. I don't know. I hit a new low yesterday. This is the first time I'm eating in nearly 24 hours. Came in and shut my door and laid down until I went to sleep, woke up at one point, and said one word to Mom before going back to bed. She must've had a medical today or something... she didn't go to work last night, and she was gone when I left this morning.

Want to go home already. Tired of being here. Have better things I could be doing with my time.

Hooky!

Must call work tomorrow, because I'm not going in. OOPS. XD Heading up to the house early tomorrow.

On the subject of the test... Amtrak runs down to Harrisburg and stops in the same place the bus does, so I'm taking the train. (I've always been more comfortable on trains than buses. Blame it on my having a motorman and a conductor for parents.) The current plan is, I'll leave after work on the 15th, catch the 5:10 train. It'll get me to Harrisburg at 8:35. I just have to catch a cab to whatever hotel I book a room in... and I'm picking a hotel close to the site, so I can get to the site in little time. Then I'll just have to catch a cab back to the train and come home.

Nancy surprised me by saying she wanted to do air traffic control when she was younger. Didn't expect that. She thinks I'd be good for the job, and so does Dona, so...

Anyway. I think I might mess with the pastels again.

... 9_9

So I might have to work tomorrow after all.

I haven't submitted the calendar order yet. I was going to do it Tuesday, and Fofie came over and said she wanted a specific book, and I told her I needed to see it to see which book it was (and if it's even on the order form), and she said she'd bring it Wednesday and never did. Today was full of a million distractions in the form of training until two and trip-planning. I thought about going in REALLY early, submitting the order, and leaving, but that makes no sense. Cheresse could probably do it for me, but she might decide she doesn't want to come in either. The earliest bus I can catch if I go to work is at 2:30, and I do NOT want to be in that office that long. The whole point was to stay as far away from that place as possible.

And Dad on the phone, to aggravate me: "I'm sure you'll do the right thing."

ARGH. Damnit. That totally just killed my night.