Waiting...

I have eaten more Oreos in the last 24 hours than I care to admit; I must learn that my new job is not a weird extended vacation during which I can behave immaturely with no regard for my health or well-being.

Upon arriving in Baltimore yesterday evening, I walked nearly a mile to the farmer's market to purchase a cantaloupe for a fellow commuter. As I did left bicep curls using said melon upon walking back, I passed an early-90's model Ford Escort hatchback that was utilizing The Club in a lovely shade of camouflage. Did the owner think this made his anti-theft device invisible? That would seem to defeat its purpose altogether.

I also passed a church preschool sign that was written in those kid-like letters, a la those For Dummies books. It made me think for a second that it read instead 'Preschool for Dummies' and I wondered how many parents would sign their kids up for such a thing.

My yesterday:
6.30 a.m. - wake up, pack, and drive to St. Louis.
10.45 a.m. - arrive at gate to learn that the last jumpseat on the plane had been taken only minutes before; immediately secure the last available jumpseat on a flight to Chicago.
12.00 p.m. - arrive Chicago, get sandwich from Potbelly, board flight to Baltimore.
4ish p.m. - arrive Baltimore, talk to multiple classmates in the crew lounge, catch train to crashpad.
6 p.m. - walk to farmer's market, have illuminating, hilarious revelations chronicled above.
10 p.m. - get in bed anticipating a 3 a.m. wake-up call from crew scheduling.


My today (first day of Ready Reserve, a 24-hour on-call schedule):
9.30 a.m. - awaken, glad that it was natural and not via ringer.
9.31 a.m. until 3.30 p.m. - sit around crashpad eliminating spam from inbox, eating too much (including Oreos) and watching back-to-back episodes of True Hollywood Stories on E!
while battling intense feelings of self-loathing for not being 'productive.'
3.30 p.m. - receive call from crew scheduling requesting that I sit airport standby; dress and schlep all my stuff to train; sit in lounge until 10.30. Watch Outbreak with fellow crew, update blog.

I keep reminding myself that I am getting paid to sit around and do 'nothing' and am therefore still a contributing member of society. I just hope no one finds out...