*squeeeeak*

Maybe if I keep making high-pitched noises I can Wake Up...At 4 am someone was running up and down the stairwell whooping. I have no clue what the heck is going on at all, I just buried my head under my pillow and groaned. Meh.

I have some kind of Customer Service Training today...I hear it's kind of Not Helpful, and in some bits quite hilarious. There's apparently one example where the trainer has you watching someone's hyperactive toddler while the rest of the family goes off in another room, having him pretend to be a security guard. (Uhhhh...this so would not fly where we work. Not even close, in fact.) Apparently Gail immediately piped up, "When can I have a deputy toddler assigned to me?" and now the whole segment is ruined. Heeheehee!

Oh crap, time for me to run around with a knit something-or-other in my pocket. Meh, meh meh!!