I'd planned on finishing 'The Final Round' and having it linked to the grid, but I guess that'll have to wait until someone kicks TNT's provider in the nads.
In other news, my weekend felt like six hours. It was longer, but it felt short... Maybe it was the fact that Marianne had to work on Sunday. Who knows.
I'm tired, cranky, and do NOT want to have to deal with a rover-type co-worker whom may become a permanent in my department. I don't like her; her work ethic stinks worse than an uncleaned barnyard in the summer. She buggers off to other departments all the time to chat it up with her friends, all the while I'm dealing with a line of six freaking customers whom came out of nowhere... and she's nowhere to be found. She goes to get a drink of water, turns it into a 15 minute break (her second), which then convieniently lasts a half hour. And when I tell her of this, she calls a manager to talk and buggers off the floor for another half hour to cry about me. Because I'm giving her a hard time and not being kind.
Because I expect her to actually work.