I got my first paycheck with two full weeks on it today. I had figured it would be over $600 before taxes, etc. I got it, and it was $580 (before taxes). My last two paychecks for one week each were both over $300. This just didn't make any sense to me. So, I confronted my boss about it (after debating whether or not I should for about an hour). He explained quite simply exactly what my hours were, and how it was right. Still a little confused, I appologized and went back to work. Then, as I left, I realized it. My last two paychecks had included extras. One had vacation pay, one had some hours that got bumped over from the week before. I feel like such an ass. I mean, he's never got it wrong before. I feel like such an asshole for confronting him about it, and being wrong.
im getting glasses. they should be here in about 10 days. i'll be able to see like 10975832 times better. and they're sex. ill show you guys when they come. i used to wear contacts, but i found that my vision wasnt that corrected with them, and i hated putting them in because it took like as long as i usualy take to get ready just to get them in my eyes. what about you guys? specs or contacts?
and now its international security. the call of the righteous men.
Same here. Plus it feels weird without my glasses I've worn them for so long.
~Emily
[glow=#6400ff]"Are you going to the grave with unlived lives in your veins?[/glow]
[glow=#0000ff] "I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to." [/glow]
my earlobes are so thick that I needed to get the gun studs removed from my second set of piercings, then hoops placed back into the holes, and then my right ear got infected so I took 'em both out.
My toe is still infected and it exploded today.
I have both glasses and contacts, which I wear interchangeably.
~Official fan of Canadian Bands that can be abbreviated to three letters~
<p>...Though I haven't heard anything by Matthew Good...
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.