Overpaid profession, overrated musician-My 5 series

I recently joined a community of people who prepare for the GED exam  (I write questions for their online classes).

Somebody suggested this funny game to answer these 5 questions.

  • What’s a profession you believe to be overpaid?
  • Who’s a musician you believe to be overrated?
  • What in your life could stand to be overhauled?
  • What’s something interesting you recently overheard?
  • Who is the most overextended person you know?

  1. Generally, anybody who works less than me but gets paid more. I work solidly for 10 hours a day, don’t really take any breaks and get a measly $11 an hour. No wonder I need extra work writing GED questions.
  2. The Beatles. I really can’t stand them, and I cringe and cover my ears anytime I hear that bloody ‘Imagine’ song. Sorry, but John Lennon isn’t God and that isn’t the best song in the world, ever.
  3. At the moment, probably my debts!
  4. Aha, if I told you that then it wouldn’t come true. And I didn’t specifically overhear it, I was meant to hear it but not in the way that I did. Let’s just say it made my heart race…in a good way
  5. Financially, myself.


Yesterday morning I woke up at 3 am absolutely soaked in sweat. Not because it was warm outside like it has been for the past couple of days, but from feeling very much like I have the flu. My whole body was aching and my throat felt like it had undergone surgery to be replaced by sandpaper. Not to mention the fact that my glands are swollen and tender.

So I got myself out of bed and downstairs to make a huge cup of hot chocolate (Galaxy chocolate powder and milk, it’s amazing) and tried to fall asleep again. No such luck. So I figured I’d just sit and watch TV until 5.30 am when I need to start getting ready for work. Eh, yes. I’d forgotten that last night about 8 pm the internet, television, and phone line had conked out.

I had phoned them with my mobile (which has probably cost me about £5.00) and they informed me that there are no problems on the account, it was a service issue in my area and everything would be ok by morning.
Well, evidently not. I checked the phone – no service. Internet via my iPod Touch – no WAN connection.

So I sat on the couch with my two cups of hot beverages. You see I decided that I needed coffee to wake me up a little so I made a huge Central Perk-esque cup of double spooned coffee for a caffeine boost to drink after my hot chocolate. I read yesterday’s Evening Times. I read a 3-month-old copy of Look magazine and realized that magazines are still publishing the same crap as they were 3 months ago – Amy Winehouse’s fears over Blake, Blake out of prison soon, Lohan might have a girlfriend and is settling down, Paris and Nicole hate each other – and an unbelievably old copy of Channel 4’s Grand Design magazine.

After all that reading it was only 5 am and I was tired again. No point going to sleep for a half hour, I’d only sleep through my alarm. So I did what any sane person does at 5 am, threw a jacket over my jammies and a pair of Ugg boots on my feet and took the dog out for a long walk.

By the time we got back, I’d to end up rushing my shower and didn’t have a chance to lather on my amazing raspberry and melon body scrub and only washed my hair once. Usually, I put shampoo through it twice to make it really shiny but I didn’t think I had enough time so I felt somewhat dirty all morning. Ran like a mad woman to get ready and nearly burned my hand ironing my worktop, only to realize the clock in the bathroom was 15 minutes fast and I still had 20 minutes to get ready!

I ended up leaving the house earlier than usual to walk to the next bus stop up and catch the earlier bus, theoretically getting me to work 10 minutes earlier. Of course, that’s the theory. I got the earlier bus down the hill to where I get my second bus but that didn’t show up. So I ended up waiting an extra 10 minutes outside feeling awful and shivering and actually being late for work – ironic or what? Luckily for me, the other supervisor was also opening up today so the shop wasn’t late opening or anything.

Work itself was ok aside from the blinding headache causing my eyes to water and randomly shivering even though it’s a lovely day outside. I ended up taking a half day because of the sheer amount of work I did last week, nearly double my standard hours. Which I don’t get paid for, I get it back in time-owed. I’m sure that’s why I’m sick.

So I’m back home, lying in bed. And guess what? The phone, tv and internet are still not working. I called the company again and it’s going to be as late as 11 pm that the issue is solved. Over 20 hours after the outage began. I feel disconnected from my world with no way to check emails or Twitter. Thankfully I have WordPress installed locally on my laptop though so I continue working on themes and graphics for my new project.