My Big Fat Raise

Some of you know that I got a promotion over the winter time. I am officially titled the Vintage Club Manager/Assistant Tournament Coordinator/Golf Shop Monkey. Now you would think that a lucrative position such as this (remember the longer the title, usually the lower on the totem pole you are) would pay for all of my wildest dreams to be fulfilled. But you have guessed wrong my dear friends. I have figured out that I am currently working close to 40 hours a week, which I told them I couldn't do, doing these three jobs, extremely well by the way, and all I got was a crummy $0.35 cents extra an hour!

Fortunatly this was for just through April which was very light in play. And that as the Tournament rounds keeping racking up like crazy, that I will make a whole bunch more, I get paid $.10 per tournament round. And we do have scheduled almost 16,000 rounds this summer. So hopefully on the next check I see a lot more than a $53 bonus for the month for tournaments.....

Just Venting.

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Here's a Random One

As I sit at work today a thought came to me that I haven't had for a while...

Have you ever sat/laid absolutely still for a period of time that you actually do not feel what you are touching? I had my arm resting on the counter and after a few minutes I couldn't feel the counter. I knew my arm was touching it, but if I stayed perfectly still I couldn't actually feel it! I get this weird feeling all the time and was wondering if I was just a weirdo or if it happened to everyone.

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