Oh, the things we do when times is tight.
Today was Day One of a two-day course I am taking on QuickBooks, the knowledge of which I will be taking away with me in my new part-time career/pathway to increased sushi consumption with The Greenlight Group.
Let me tell you: after a full day sitting in a hotel meeting room, I am one punchy chick, torn between admiration for the program and the desire to throttle the two women at the front of the class who have “psst psst pssted” their way throughout.
From the rolling eyes in the room, I think I’m safe in saying that I’m not the only one who has noticed.
Have you taken any kind all-day off-site training? The level of information coming at you is incredible; capable, if done properly, of swelling your brain to several times its normal size.
Cash or accrual method of accounting? Why is a vendor credit a bill? When can you skip creating an invoice and just create a sales receipt? How many checks can you take and fail to report to Accounting before a ballpoint pen is jammed up your nostril?
I’ve taken notes. I’ve asked questions. I was mildly amusing, briefly; and so help me, immediately following the end of Day One I ate, in a dizzy, hungry haze, a Caramello bar that I don’t recall actually tasting.
Day Two looms before me.
Let us stop there. I feel woozy.
But welcome, my friends, to the 80% employee’s Friday and my misguided weekly quest to divine what the weekend has in store for me by turning to the iPod’s morning commute playlist.
What does the iPod say about the weekend?
Burn by The Cure
When My Baby’s Beside Me by Big Star
Love Train by Wolfmother
Backslider by The Toadies
The Hazards of Love by The Decemberists
Adderall by The Hold Steady
Bodysnatchers by Radiohead
Love, self-doubt, redemption, drugs and – and –
and what the hell is “Bodysnatchers” about anyway?
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