Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that as of 5:30 yesterday I'm on mid-semester break. Incredible.
Last nigh at work also exhibits the complete disdain in which the roster change forms are held in. This formal document, which requires a name, date, start time, finish time and then a signature has to be filled out every time you work a shift. After about three weeks you quickly realise that your signature doesn't really have to resemble your real signature, or even a believable signature. Usually people just do a squiggle, and the people who use this sheet to determine how much cold hard business cash we get just accept that. This night, however, yielded funnier results as Mark began, and everyone followed by signing their names with their singlet number in pro-athlete signature style. I signed off with my aisle number: ”#6”. The world doesn't get treated seriously anymore.
Also I found out that I finished in the top 5 players for the season in Basketball. I don't know where exactly, I could possibly win it. Winners are announced tommorow. That shows how poorly my team did in not voting me best and fairest. For shame. The umpires have always been the best at making decisions I've always said.