being sleepy makes me weird

[lexxiescott]

I'm rather tempted to go to Donna and demand a pay increase for counseling my various co-workers when they come back to the surveillance room door during my shift to bitch and moan about how no one in the casino can do their jobs correctly. I usually just smile and nod and offer comments where proper, but tonight was kinda the limit when I had four different people come back and gripe about others. In all honesty the only department that does their job marginally well is mine and that's only because James and Ed know I'd suspend them if they slacked off too much. I kinda have a reputation around the casino, which helps out more than people suspect, I think. *smirks* In fact everyone is hoping the newest cashier works tonight so I have a chance to train him a little. The problem there is that he's working with my newest surveillance officer who is still learning himself, so there's no communication there. And I enjoy scaring people into doing things correctly.

But I really did digress. I haven't been to bed yet.
My mom is repainting the dining room and when I was trying to pet Mr. Jinx near the ladder, I had a thought. The way to guarantee truly bad luck.
Stand under a ladder with a black cat in one arm and break a mirror with the other.
My dad found that quite funny when I told him. :)