Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Sunday, February 2
Boy, Q was on the rag tonight when I reported for duty at the hotel…He was not pleased with assorted co-workers in a variety of departments, including our two immediate supervisors, Assistant Front Desk Manager Devani and Front Desk Manager Brandon…Details include Devani not hustling up reward club memberships like he thinks she should (Q easily leads the league and because we get 500 reward club points for each signup, he has almost 200,000 reward club points…Ol’ Sparrow has zero) and Brandon not juggling his numerous responsibilities to his satisfaction…He’s also not pleased with a couple of the bartenders because they’re not serving him multiple drinks anymore after his shift and childishly declined to take his dinner dishes back to the restaurant because he’d’ve been obliged to run into them…The dishes stayed on top of the microwave in the back office, too, because I don’t clean up after coworkers.
Had a very boring conversation with Tammy when she came in to relieve me this morning about coffee pot usage…Recall a couple of weeks ago I pledged to do the seminal research into whether the left or right coffee pot at Morning Coffee Service was the first to get used up…Well, I’ve been negligent reporting the results of this research, but clearly the right pot does get used up first…I mentioned this to Tammy, who acted like this was common knowledge right pots got used up first, noting that most people are right-handed…I don’t know if I buy that…I’m right-handed and I use the left pot…Or would if I drank coffee that late in the shift, which I generally don’t…Maybe on Wednesday mornings when I have a full day at the Veterans Service Office coming up, but not on other mornings when I’m generally going to bed when I get home.
Anyway, consider this: the cups are to the right of the coffee/water pots so the cup is in your right hand to begin with…Now, true, the right pot is closest to the cups, but then you got to reach across your body with your left hand to dispense your coffee…Or, worse, transfer the cup to your left hand so you can dispense your coffee with your strong hand…Boo to that, when just a slight turn to your left and you have convenient Left Pot Access (LPA)…Now, I’m not completely ambidextrous, but I can dispense coffee with my left hand.
For her part, Tammy said she often rotates the pots, so the left one gets used, too, something I must admit I hadn’t thought of.
Had a tuff time getting to sleep this morning (see Sleep Log below)…I’m still sickies, so I took some cough medicine before retiring and that didn’t help at all…It was as if I’d taken a dose of Cough More because I was hacking away left and right…Heck, I couldn’t have coughed more had someone given me some phlegm…All of which merely reinforced my feelings that all medicine does is make you feel better about having a cold because nothing really cures it.
I woke up, tho, feeling better but I think it might be a week or so before I am able to get back in the gym again…You hate to lose the gains you’ve made over the past few weeks, but everything will be back to normal soon enuff.
The Wife reports her sister is back at the family homestead, recovering with my oaf brother-in-law, whose broken leg or foot or whatever still isn’t entirely healed…There are, at least, two doctor’s appointments this week and The Wife reports she will probably be gone another fortnight.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1200 Sunday until 1900 Sunday…7.0 hours for the day and the new sleep week…I am not entirely certain about the 1200 go-to-sleep time, but it’s probably accurate enuff and we’re going to go with it…Once I got to sleep, tho, I slept great, straight thru, not even waking up to use the can.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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