Posted by
Hrizantema on Monday, August 04, 2008 11:22:34 PM
I am pretty sure the people in my office are trying to kill me. Who thinks that I can resist cinnamon rolls? Yeah.... I can't either. How about they not bring them in? That would help my efforts of trying to slim my butt down.
I have ridden the bus in for the last three days to work. Steve is the bus driver for the first leg of the trip... and I swear, everytime I think of him, my heart melts. He never gets a day off and most days he works double shifts to make ends meet. His wife fell a couple of years ago coming into her job and hit her head on the ice. She has had to have numerous surgeries and can't work anymore. Her company claims that it wasn't their responsibility to take care of her and that they shouldn' t pay workmans comp. So, here he is trying to take care of her, by working overtime. He was saying that he is going to have to take Monday off to look for another job. He has his CDL license ... and can make a little bit more. I don't think he is trying to work me for anything... and I totally believe him ... I just love him. He never charges me when I get on the bus... and he always sees me running to the bus stop and stops early to pick me up. We talk about sports and stuff... and he remembers my name.
He is soooo getting a cookie bag from me for Christmas. The girls in my office are doing a cookie swap... to make bags to give to our friends. It is the perfect thing to give to Steve.