Anyone A Good Masseur?

I am completely sore. My arms and legs have scrapes and bruises, and my lower back is in pain.

I got called in to start at 5 pm instead of 6 pm. The Mariposa office made a mistake. They're lucky I gunned it down the highway and got there in time. There were a couple of the floor staff that didn't make it in time 'cause they live in Mississauga and Scarborough. If I had known they were working on the cruise too, I would have picked them up. But this is completely the fault of the office putting the wrong time for us to start our shift. The nerve of our boss to snap at us for "not organizing our time right." Once people start quitting, he should re-think his dictatorial ways.

Last night after the cruise, I decided to stay and help my cruise manager re-organize the liquor hold. I needed the hours and I thought it would be a good workout. It was, for the most part, but oh boy, I didn't think this one through. It meant carrying cases and cases of beer and wine out to re-stock and organize them in a 3' x 6' storage space. She was going to help me when she finished her paperwork but I ended up finishing before she did. Just a note: the paperwork at Mariposa is ghey. I decided to treat myself to 20 nuggets from McDonalds (which makes my tummy make funny noises) and got home at 4 am. After checking the usual websites (Facebook, Myspace, eBay, Mariposa e-schedule), I watched Hot Fuzz. It was such a good movie. It's so good I'm planning on watching it again tonight after I watch Shaun of the Dead. Simon Pegg/Nick Frost fest tonight! You're welcome to join me, on one condition that you are a good masseur. I definitely need a good massage right now.

PS. My brother's home today. Yay!