Work has been getting progressively more interesting in the past week or two. The karate school lost three of its employees who, like myself, function as assistants, sales representatives, data entry clerks, and secretaries. As such, it’s just the bosslady and me running the two schools. For now, I have the pleasure of some actual job security and the ability to push a bit for more hours and a raise. That and I’m starting to get more interesting duties and am looking forward to taking over inventory orders and other things that will look great on a resume.
And so, Halloween. The schools are throwing parties tonight and tomorrow night. The one I work at is giving me some extra stuff to do at home, like…making brains…
…Which is lovely, of course, excepting the fact that I find Jell-o absolutely horrific (compared to actual brains, which are an intellectual curiosity). There’s nothing quite like the pleasure of handling congealed byproducts of substances derived from animal collegians first thing in the morning. But I’m getting paid for it, and I have in my possession a card on which to credit payment for whatever I should need for the job, which is kind of cool.
The bossman also brought in a few very interesting books on pressure points and anatomy for students and teachers to peruse. The ‘Anatomy Coloring Book’ is flat out hilarious.
Etc.
In real life, there have been somewhat dislikable family medical events I’ve been handling as best I can from 1,300 miles away (which isn’t much more than cheering phone calls). It’s a relief that everything has turned out all right, though the patient has been a real grouch. Now that all the fretting is mostly out of the way, I can do some personal research and find the whole thing to be an interesting bit of new knowledge.
I always did have an odd fascination with gangrene.
- Red






















