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Last night, I ran Zul'Farrak with my guild, and dang, was it a blast. Highly efficient is a good way to describe my guild. I love it. :) I got to sleep far later than I wanted to, though. It was 1am before I turned out my light, and I had to get up at 5am at the latest.
So, I was the walking dead when I got to work this morning. What'd I discover? That heffer morning checker had decided YET AGAIN that she didn't want to work, so called in. When she was asked why, she said she'd taken some pill (didn't say what), and that she felt sick. I'd be more lenient of this excuse, if it wasn't something she did at least once every 2-3 weeks. Yet, for some reason, no one writes her up. It's enough to make me go postal.
When I found out, though, I slammed the contents of my hands onto the register. My iPod's carrying case (from Monster -- it's a pretty big case) was in my hands. I'd let it hit flat on the side that matched up with the back of the iPod. I was EXTREMELY nervous, but when I looked, it seemed okay. I ran into the back, hustled, and got the barest stuff done by 7am, so that I could check until someone else showed up.
Two hours later...
I was back in accounting, and decided to listen to my iPod while I checked line numbers. It played one song, and then began skipping through tracks, one right after the other. I figured that a reset should take care of it (after all, I was just panicking when I thought that it was broken, right?), but when I did that, I got a warning screen that included the address to Apple's iPod support. Shit.
I went to Best Buy on my lunch, and found a 30gb iPod video on sale cheap enough that a service plan would put it at regular SRP. Sweet. I wasn't going to make THAT mistake again. I got it, took it back to work, and set it to charging.
The rest of the day was chaotic as hell, but I survived. I came home, hooked up my new iPod (which I dubbed "Phoenix" because a newer, better iPod arose out of the calamity that took the old one*), and copied a bunch of songs onto it. I've goofed around on WoW for a few, but I'm too tired from last night's run to do much.
My plans right now are pretty much just making the spell cards for my new spells for Sunday's game, reading a bit more of the Savage Tide Adventure Path (running in Dungeon magazine right now), and getting to bed before 7pm, like I did last week.
* - Even though I *DID* technically do it to myself, it wasn't like I threw it or something!
So, I was the walking dead when I got to work this morning. What'd I discover? That heffer morning checker had decided YET AGAIN that she didn't want to work, so called in. When she was asked why, she said she'd taken some pill (didn't say what), and that she felt sick. I'd be more lenient of this excuse, if it wasn't something she did at least once every 2-3 weeks. Yet, for some reason, no one writes her up. It's enough to make me go postal.
When I found out, though, I slammed the contents of my hands onto the register. My iPod's carrying case (from Monster -- it's a pretty big case) was in my hands. I'd let it hit flat on the side that matched up with the back of the iPod. I was EXTREMELY nervous, but when I looked, it seemed okay. I ran into the back, hustled, and got the barest stuff done by 7am, so that I could check until someone else showed up.
Two hours later...
I was back in accounting, and decided to listen to my iPod while I checked line numbers. It played one song, and then began skipping through tracks, one right after the other. I figured that a reset should take care of it (after all, I was just panicking when I thought that it was broken, right?), but when I did that, I got a warning screen that included the address to Apple's iPod support. Shit.
I went to Best Buy on my lunch, and found a 30gb iPod video on sale cheap enough that a service plan would put it at regular SRP. Sweet. I wasn't going to make THAT mistake again. I got it, took it back to work, and set it to charging.
The rest of the day was chaotic as hell, but I survived. I came home, hooked up my new iPod (which I dubbed "Phoenix" because a newer, better iPod arose out of the calamity that took the old one*), and copied a bunch of songs onto it. I've goofed around on WoW for a few, but I'm too tired from last night's run to do much.
My plans right now are pretty much just making the spell cards for my new spells for Sunday's game, reading a bit more of the Savage Tide Adventure Path (running in Dungeon magazine right now), and getting to bed before 7pm, like I did last week.
* - Even though I *DID* technically do it to myself, it wasn't like I threw it or something!
