I got up twice this morning. The first time was a little after 8:00 to take a shower. The second time was at 10:35. HR called and asked if I could come in at noon; I said no, I had other things to do before work. I was again today if I could come in tomorrow at noon. This time, I said I could come early but not until 1:00.
Yesterday, I was asked if I could work a full shift this Saturday. Again, I said no, but I had the legitimate excuse of the wedding in Woodland Hills. Truth be told, I probably still would've turned in down without the wedding, but I don't feel bad about it when I have an actual reason to say "no" other than not wanting to do it.
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In the digital room, and out on the warehouse floor, we are allowed to play music from a radio; headphones are a safety issue. Our label maker, Jeremiah, spent a good part of the day playing Filipino alt-rock. Somewhere along the way, some group started playing an alt-rock cover of the disco classic "I Will Survive" in Tagalog. At least, the male singer was alternating between singing in English and Tagalog. I can understand some artist wanting to take a bonafide hit and try to make it their own, but it was a series of odd choices. Shifting genres, changing the language of the song, and changing from a female to a male singer made for eSily one of the strangest some covers I've ever heard.
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