April 17, 2001
In Which Injustice is Railed Against (And Bad Sandwiches Are Purchased)
I don't know whether to damn the economy or damn corporate culture. I got my annual raise today, which included the raise for my promotion as well. It's a smaller raise than I got last year. Not much of a promotion, huh? I asked about it and was told that I couldn't really compare strictly year to year, that my percentage was higher than most other people's because of the promotion, that last year was a "catch up" year for raises to boost salaries compared to the natioanl averages, etc, etc. It was corporate BS. I knew it, my supervisor knew it. We both also knew that nothing was going to change, either. So I smiled and nodded and thanked him for explaining it to me. The horrible ironic injustice of it all, however, is strangling me. (Or that might be the hyperbole. Not sure which.)I should not be sleepy this morning, but I am, a little. Last night I crawled into bed with my book at about 8:45 pm and read and dozed until about 9:30, when I turned off the light and went to sleep for real. I didn't manage to crawl out of bed until about 7:00. It was shameful, really. I didn't do anything last night except eat dinner, check my email, and go to bed. Still, here I am at my desk with my head periodically drooping deskwards with closed eyes.
As a note, don't ever take a chance on the egg salad sandwich in the vending machine. And if you do, smell it before taking a bite. That sounds like a no-brainer, right? While I've had good luck in the past, today my luck ran out. On the other hand, Doritos and water are very handy for taking the taste of rancid egg salad out of your mouth. Eugh. That sandwich took the last bit of money I had on me, too. Maybe I'll grab lunch on campus and just go to government class a little bit late.
Wow, it's weird to think that in three weeks, I'll be back from California and starting my second semester at Eastern. I was just starting to get to know the people in my class, and now I'm going to be starting over. As big of a campus this is (stop laughing, all you mega-university folks), I doubt I'll see most of them in other classes. Hopefully when I start taking classes for my major and minor (soon!) I'll start seeing familiar faces. Of course, by the time I graduate, they'll probably be a little too familiar.
Heh. I found out that my bizarre Sims episode from yesterday morning is actually a form of lucid dreaming. Funny, it didn't feel very lucid. I did something similar this morning. While I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and doing various morning getting-ready things, I was having a vivid conversation with someone, all in my head. It wasn't until I was about to leave the bathroom that I realized that it was not physically possible for me to be sitting having that conversation while I was standing in the bathroom with a toothbrush in my mouth. I was dreaming while I was (mostly) awake. It's a very odd feeling. An odder feeling: covering a different topic for each paragraph of this journal entry.
Posted by Lisa at April 17, 2001 09:53 AM
