It’s cute that I keep a blog!

It’s cuter that I am very detailed, have no shame, tend to document every outrage ever committed against my person, and keep *everything*!

I’m currently documenting every shady thing that’s happened since I started this hellish job, and on Monday I will take Dearheart’s advice and trundle my butt and corresponding documentation down to the Ministry of Labour and Citizens’ Services Employment Standards Branch and see what unfolds. It’s kind of cathartic, writing all this down in an official way. I’m feeling much better than I was yesterday. Sticking it to The Man is like tasty candy!

This is the end of my astronauting, though. When I get a new job (oh, the power of positive thinking), I’ll find another euphemism for what I do. I’ve been using astronaut for over three years, and both times it’s ended horribly. I don’t care if the third time is the charm; fool me twice shame on me and other assorted folkisms. I’m upbeat! I’m perky! I’m not going to eat nothing but ice cream for the 3rd day in a row!

This ad claims to feature “the most sophisticated piece of technology you will ever pee on”. Funny, but totally untrue – they have no idea what kind of things I’ve peed on. Now, if the ad said “the most sophisticated piece of technology you were SUPPOSED to pee on” – well, that’s different.