Snickers of Doom!

I was getting a snack out of the vending machines at work today. A ginger ale from the drink machine and a candy bar from the snack machine. After purchasing the soda, I pulled the quarters from the change slot to get the snack and I noticed there was a red "X" on the quarter. You know what my first thought was? It was marked by people who were using it to propogate a disease or some other pathogen using currency. Keep in mind that I'm thinking this as I'm moving the 3 feet from the change dispenser on one machine to the coin slot on the other machine. Ol enough, as I'm literally telling myself that it's a completely absurd thought and even if it was true, it'd already be too late because I've already touched the money, the other half of my brain actually tries to manipute the coin in my hand so as to minimize skin contact with it while the rational half of my brain looks omments on how stupid I look trying to hold 2 quarters in one hand while simultaneously trying to not touch one of the coins AND put it in the coin slot. I would later make the mental observation that my disease-fearing half-brain essentially (if it was right) knowingly passed on a potentially lethal disease to one or more complete strangers so that I could have a Snickers.

Irony Sucks Sometimes

So, I've been looking around at work recently and things are starting to look a little wonky. What I mean is, I'm putting little things together like - no long term contracts, reduction in office space, massive cost-cutting, etc. Now, all of that looks like fiscal responsibility in the face of difficult times. It also looks like a company positioning itself to be purchased. I'm generally an optimist. I'm not, however, completely stupid. I look at the possibilities and mix them with the empty checking account and microscopic savings account and I have to do some serious figuring.

So, I decided to set aside my trap shooting and a number of other good (albeit optional) things in order to sock away as much money as possible in the coming months. The way I figure it, layoffs always seem to happen in December so I save like mad until then. I also figure that if a merger is going to happen, I'm going to be one of the first technical people to go - companies generally don't need more than one telecom manager. I got out the budget and re-worked the numbers and made a plan.

That was two days ago. This morning, when I left for work I discovered the car was dead.

That budget I worked on? Blown to smithereens. I figured something was going to come along to disrupt my plans. I just didn't expect it to happen before I'd even received the first paycheck towards it.

Sick Day

So I have the flu or a really bad cold or something. I stayed home from work today because with all of the swine flu scare, I didn't want to freak anyone out with all my unpleasantness. Sore throat, feverish, fatigue, sneezing, couching, post-nasal drip, etc. It's not fun. Could be worse but not fun. I took NyquilD this morning because the symptoms were making me really miserable but that's meant that I've ben droopy all day. Good times. Will turn in early tonight and hopefully be better tomorrow.