You know what’s nice? Being paid.

However, after paying the phone bill, reserving money for rent and paying off some of Visa, I’ve got a giant $23 to last me until the next paycheque. Nice.

The plant manager called us students in and lectured us on how we have to stay late more often for the good of the company… as if we had some sense of loyalty to it and didn’t hate his pompous attitude. My feelings throughout his little speech ranged from holding my tongue to keep from talking back to him, to trying not to laugh at him to trying not to fall asleep.

In the end, it doesn’t matter. Those of us who stay late when we don’t feel exhausted will continue to do so and those who cannot because they have better things to do will continue not to. Oh, and Mark, in shipping, will continue to not stay late simply because he hates the job and the company.

Came home, did a quick Blackrock Depths run in WoW and then napped all night. I tried getting up to make dinner with Shawn and then to eat it but both attempts simply resulted in me sleeping on the couch in the living room. Oh well, at least I’m getting more than 4-5 hours of sleep tonight.