Balancing act

My supervisor and usher friends were, to say the least, quite shocked to see me last night. To anyone that would listen, I said that I have three jobs and have to balance when and where I work. This seemed to be an acceptable reason as to my poor attendance at the games this season. Speaking of jobs, I have a half day to teach today. I am looking forward to it because third graders are still cute and sweet (at least for the most part). I am also looking forward to it because I haven't taught in close to two weeks due to final exams and the start of the new semester. So it does wonders for both my bank account and confidence level. No I wasn't blacklisted after cancelling work that one Friday due to a 24 hour bug and yes, finally I am back to teaching. This will, without a doubt, leave me in a confused blur as to what my future really holds. The more I think about it, the more I think I will be happy with a Master's instead of a K-12 teaching certification; teaching college level instead of teaching secondary. I just need to win the lottery in order to accomplish that.

Note to self: always carry medical scissors in my back pocket and always look in screens to check for assassains. This will not only help stop killers, it will also benefit my ticket holders in my section with row 18 seats. They have started to tie and connect the folding chairs again. This annoying and pointless custom is usually reserved for playoffs. But since Detroit has the pleasure of hosting the Superbowl and fire marshalls are more present than normally they would be, they had to connect the chairs last night. I promptly went to the medic, asked for his scissors, and cut every other tie and both chairs at the end. Row 18 is reserved for handicap persons, so tell me Mr. Illitch what exactly is the point of tying chairs together when there very possibly could be a guest in a wheelchair? Also for evacuation purposes, it would make more sense to the leave the chairs untied and not connected, to ensure an escape for all patrons. Please note that arena seating is not rocket science, that the Superbowl is not for two weeks, that Ford Field is no where near Joe Louis Arena, that the FanFest festivites in Cobo Hall do not start until February 1st, and that pissing Amy off is a really bad idea. Although when it comes to working for your organization, the last bit is not that hard to accomplish. Lucky for me, the nearest exit to my section are the River doors.

Other notes of interest in downtown: As I exited the Lodge I noticed they were powerwashing the side of Cobo Hall. They have put a Superbowl store on the corner of Washington and Congress. They have installed new ticket booths on Cobo Roof. All of these things -except the store- are pointless. Wait for the blizzard that hits Southeast Michigan on Feb 4th at midnight to smear the freshly cleaned walls of this building. Cobo Roof will be closed during the fan fest Feb 1-5 at the request of Homeland Security. The usher office is in Cobo Hall and also at the request of Homeland Security, we are not "allowed" to walk through the building to check in. This is because they do not want us waiting to go through the security system they will have in place for all guests going to the football stuff upstairs. This (and also lack of ability to navigate the city streets due to closures) leads me to pass on any and all events during those dates: one Red Wings game and two Kid Rock concerts. I have seen Bob in concert more times than any one person should ever be subjected too. To those who wish to comment on this paragraph, be aware that I become rather touchy when people that aren't from Detroit start bashing it, I was born and raised south of Eight Mile and will defend it to my dying day. It is more of a personal rant than anything else and mentioning the heightened security plans might warrent me time in Cuba. Oh well, at least the weather is nice. Do you think they would put a deferment on my student loans?

Off to the third grade now. When I was in third grade, I got 100% on every spelling test. There is also another funny story, but I shall share that at another time.