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September 08, 2000
Ow!!
I am going to be very sore tomorrow. My legs are wobbly, my arms feel like overcooked spaghetti, and I just sort of want to curl up and go to sleep. I joined a very cute little gym down the street from work today, and, pain aside, I really like it (much to my shock). It's very small, and when I was there, only two other people were working out. It has a ton of equipment in such a small space, though -- and the coolest part? The big-screen TV and wall of movies you can watch while you work out. I watched the first part of the old Robin Hood with Errol Flynn while I pedalled away on a stationary bike. The bike was fine -- I can go for hours on one of those things, and just feel pleasantly tired afterward. However, I got on a rowing machine next. I had tried it once before, so I know that, while it's fun and feels good while I'm on it, I will be hurting tomorrow. Last time, I couldn't move my arms without flinching for three days afterward.
The guy who was working there was very short and completely rectangular -- very muscly, which made me feel like even more of a slug. But he was surprisingly nice -- didn't try to pull a hard-sell on me, gave me a free lock for my locker, and was just generally really friendly, as were the other two guy there. I have an appointment with a trainer Tuesday, to learn how to use all the weight machines. I have a feeling I might actually keep going there for a while -- hopefully at least until my clothes fit properly again. There's something very demoralizing about taking out a pair of jeans that were baggy in the spring, and finding that you can barely zip them a few months later... and it will take up that couple of hours of down time after work, when I usually have nothing to do but loaf around the house watching TV. It should help me sleep at night, too, which is a very good thing. The only drawback I can think of is the increased chance of running into Barry on the bus home, since I'll probably be leaving the gym at around the same time he leaves work. I didn't see him tonight, and I was honestly too tired to care much if I did. I'd rather not see him at all, of course -- at least not until I'm much more svelte...
The gym visit also burned off a lot of work stress -- we've been too busy to think lately, what with all the students coming back. We don't really have a large enough staff, so the one person I work with who isn't even trying to help is causing a strain. I'm sure I've bitched about her before -- she's old, and has worked there for years, and is retiring soon, so she just doesn't care. Right now, she's supposed to be helping us staff the desk an hour or so a day -- but she never shows up. Or she'll show up, stand there for a minute or two, then disappear. I have only said anything to my boss once before, when this coworker left me alone at the desk for almost three hours on a really busy day. Usually I don't complain, because I know it won't do any good. Yesterday, though, I'd had it. She was supposed to help me at the desk while my other coworker was staffing the reference desk, and she never showed. Oliver had to keep running back and forth between desks to help me, and I ended up staying at work late, because she was nowhere to be found. My boss finally turned up, and I sort of blew up a little -- I said that it's bad enough that this coworker doesn't help when she's supposed to, but she constantly complains about the rest of us for any little thing we do that she doesn't like. Plus, we help her out whenever she needs it, with no complaints. The least she could do is behave the same way, right? I was prepared for a fight today, but nothing happened -- apparently, my boss ended up working at the desk, and then telling the evil coworker off when she finally showed up.
That last bit probably didn't make any sense -- sorry. I'm so tired it hurts to type...
Posted by Mary Ellen at September 8, 2000 04:34 PM