A Tid-Bit of Thursday

If you’ve ever had to pee in a cup, you’d know that it’s not as easy as it sounds. (Okay, so maybe it doesn’t sound easy either, but the point is it takes great skill!) One week in Flagstaff and I landed a job as sales assistant to the real estate advertiser of the Arizona Daily Sun Newspaper. But only after visiting every single store of the down town area, and humbling myself to even consider In Home Care to the elderly. Drug tests are no sweat for those of us who don’t participate in “recreational activities.” Even though the general clientele of those blue-walled, not-so-sterile buildings, with really bad art, and not-so-happy ladies at the front desk, makes you want to crawl out of your skin and go scrub yourself twice, with a really tough Luffa. More specifically, they are high school aged delinquents who look as though they’ve just drank a gallon of cranberry juice and really need a hit of something strong, and fast. I was in and out of there in nine minutes flat, with a quick thank you to the man who had to handle all the samples–good riddance to my urine! Don’t waste time when time is essential. Then it was off to find a pair of dress pants, no jeans for this job. Then back to my place (whoo, that feels fun to write!) to waste just a little of time making oatmeal-raisin cookies, okay so maybe it’s not a totally waste of time, but I think dying your hair definitely qualifies. So, what’s a little time wasted in the greater scheme of things? Time, can it really be wasted? Or is that your minds talking? You tell me!