I've been training with a personal trainer for the last month. Let's call him Brad, since that's his name. I spoke with Brad about 0900 on Tuesday morning to tell him I would not be making my 1100 appointment. (This was the morning after my wonderful makeout session. I was still in Chicago. There was no way I was up for a strenuous workout in a city over 300 miles away!) Everything was good. We rescheduled for Wednesday. At 1800, Brad's boss, whom I will call Corey, since that's his name, calls and tells me that "there is bad news" and that "Brad is not longer with us".
I hate that phrase.
So being the smart ass that I am, I asked, "So does that mean Brad is dead or is he no longer employed?". Corey ignores my comment and tells me he is sorry, but Brad did one too many things wrong and was let go.
This too, frustrates me. What do you mean "let go"? Was he tied up? Was he chained to the elliptical machine?
But Corey just means he was fired. I can be so difficult, can't I? :)
Anyways, he asks me if I know any of the other trainers and which one I would like to work with. Hmmmm.....who do I know? I know Jesus (that's not his real name, but that's what I'll call him here) and Abs-man (also, not a real name, but Abs-man is what I'll use here). And the only reason I know them is because they are total hotties. Yeah, great way to choose a trainer, I know. So I end up with Jesus. Which turns out to be a smart thing.
Jesus is actually a fabulous trainer. The workouts are better, he's a better motivator, he's more knowledgeable, he stays on top of the latest information, he does an all around wonderful job. Helps with diet stuff, too. I feel like I am getting 100% out of the workouts. Plus, the view is amazing. You should see him. ***deep sigh*** The guy could so model underwear.
Anyways, enough about that.
I moved my trip AGAIN. I am AGAIN working a weekend. I'm missing what promises to be "kick butt" Halloween party given by my friend, whom I'll call Lillie, since that's her name. But that's the price I pay for taking off too much time earlier in the month. Now I have to cram as many trips as possible into the few remaining days of the month so my paycheck next month will not be peanuts. There are a lot of variables that come into play when deciding when to work. I'll talk about them another time, if I remember.
***ATTENTION: ANOTHER AIRLINE LINGO LESSON ABOUT TO BEGIN!!!***
Commuting is when you live in one city, but are based in another. I live in STL. My base is MDW. That's Chicago Midway. I have to get on a plane and go to Chicago everytime I need to go to work. All my trips begin and end in MDW. So if I check in for work at 0500, I have to leave the night before, because there is no flight that gets me there early enough in the morning. Same thing if I get back to MDW at 2200. Last flight leaves at 2100. Commuting is another topic I'll cover later, in depth, if I remember.
My whole point for telling you about commuting is to tell you it sucks. I don't report to work tomorrow until 1535, but I'm going to have to be at the STL airport about 0830 in hopes of getting a seat on a flight that will get me there by 1535. Why am I getting there so early? Cause all the flights are friggin' full. And I have to give myself plenty of options to get to MDW. And SWA doesn't care that all the flights were full and you couldn't get to work. They just want you at work. There are no guarantees you will get on a plane. It's all STAND BY. No seat, no go. Arrhhh......commuting sucks.....
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