Sunday, June 30, 2013

Sunday Sunday!

Ah Sunday - the day when I get up early, go to work, sweat in an 85 degree workplace, watch soccer at BWW's and never touch the laundry!

Ok, none of that is my typical Sunday, but it WAS today's Sunday.

First, the work:
My team doesn't normally work on Sundays, but we made a deal with the production floor because of the holiday: if they came in and worked this Sunday, then they could take Friday off and have a 4-day weekend while still getting their 40 hours.  About 75% of them decided to do it, and since I really do believe that you should never ask your team to do something you're not willing to do yourself, I pulled myself out of bed this morning and drove to work.

Of course, I expected that it wouldn't really be a normal day, but what I DIDN'T expect was that the building facilities staff would've forgotten to turn the AC on over the weekend.  When I got in this morning it was like a sauna ... the team was literally fanning themselves with paper to try to keep cool, it was that hot.  I called our corporate team who deals with that kind of after-hours issue, but of course we're one of the point-oh-two percent of the company that rents an office building instead of working in a corporate-owned building, so corporate had to call a second team, which didn't come out for several hours.  After 30 minutes I said "heck, this is ridiculous", got back in the car, drove to the grocery store, and bought a couple dozen sodas and juices and waters (and was SORELY tempted to add a few Miller Lites to the mix), lots of ice, a few styrofoam coolers, and then drove back to set up our own iced-drink cooler station.  It was a hit, but not exactly how I was hoping to spend my "free" workday.  Oh well.

Second, the soccer:
I am normally not a soccer fan, but Janeth and a few of her friends invited me to BWW's to watch the Confederations Championship game between Spain and Brazil after work, so I joined and tried my best to follow along.  In between laughing at Janeth's very jittery excitement (seriously, she gets so excited she vibrates on the chair) I did manage to pick up a few things, although I have to admit there were more than a few games of solitaire played on the phone during those 2 hours.  Oh well, Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither shall Nik Heberlein learn to love soccer in a day either.  And yes, those are similar in effort.  It's my blog, I get to decide these kind of things.

Novice as I am, though, even I had to admit that BWW's spotty satellite connection was annoying and EXCEPTIONALLY ill-timed.  In case you can't see, this is the tv freezing about a-tenth-of-a-second before Brazil scores their 3rd goal.  I mean, seriously, the ball is less than 12 inches from the net.  They couldn't have chosen a worse moment if they had tried to.  Sheesh.


Well, anyway, that was Sunday.  How was yours?

Oh, and I did laundry yesterday.

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