Oh where to begin!? I guess chronological is always best.
Jury Duty - I actually was scheduled for Jury Duty. It turns out it was for a grand jury on a murder case! I was totally intrigued and would have loved to have served on the jury but in the end the court said it would be an 8 week trial and if employers don't pay for jury duty that they would consider it undo hardship and excuse us for this particular trial. I sat there totally wishing I could be apart of it. I would be sooo interested to see the process of a murder trial. It happened back in 1992 and there were four counts. 1. Kidnapping 2. Rape with the intent on fulfilling sexual lust. 3. Murder in the first degree. 4. something to do with taking a minor girl under the age of 14 against her will (don't exactly know how it was different then kidnapping but oh well). The entire court building knew it was a big trial because when I was in the elevator leaving they were talking about how crowded the building was and mentioned that it was the draw of 75 people for the large case and then turned to me and asked if I was apart of it. If I got paid for jury duty I would have totally wanted to be on that trial. Talk about an interesting first jury duty to ever follow through with. hehe
Flat Tire - so on my way back from the courthouse to the office I noticed my tire on the right front side was low. So I went to a gas station to fill it up. I went to the office because I got done so early with jury duty. By the time I left work at 6 I noticed the tire was low again. I asked sam if he thought I should fill it up again and he said I should at least make it home. Well I made it home. I changed to go to the gym and got in my car and drove maybe two feet when I realized something was wrong with my tire. I went around the car and saw... flat... :( So I go in sit in my dads office and he asks what's up. I tell him and he was sweet enough to change it to my doughnut. I drove to America's Tire since I had my warrenty through them. It was 7:45 and they were closed. I called my dad to see if I could use his car and he said he was going into work so I would be able to go with him but not hang out afterwards. So I realized I could still take it to walmart. I called them and started over there. I get no where. They won't accept me because they are closing in 10 min and have three cars ahead of me. :( So I go to kraegan (?sp) and get cans of fix-a-flat and Sam calls me and I explain the flat tire and he requests that I don't use the cans of fix-a-flat if I can absolutely help it. So as I drove home Sam tells me that his cat Ricer has to have 2 inches of his tail cut off because of the infection that happened while I was housesitting. Needless to say I was a bit overwhelmed with everything else and started crying. I felt responsible but Sam actually started the conversation with a disclaimer that it wasn't my fault just because I was watching the house when it happened. I knew it wasn't just the fact that Ricer was going to have surgery. It was the entire night. Everything overwhelmed me. The outcome was that my mom was going to drive my car with the doughnut on it around town and I would take her car in the morning...
CleanUp Day at linkLINE Communications - So today was a cleanup day at linkline. Everyone was supposed to be there so we could get the job done. Every employee. I got up a little later then normal since I didn't have to ride with my dad. But at 6:30 I got a knock on my door to find out that my doughnut had a flat!!! Geez was it ever going to end?! So I had to ride with my dad. Sam had offered to drive me home or lend me his car so I could hang out with the gang this evening. So that was the plan. I get to work and order the pizza. Steve wanted it earlier then normal so we could get busy with the cleaning by noon... So I had the pizza there by 11:30 and everyone was chowing down. Frank mentions that we're going to have a little fun cleaning and we were to pick a hat out of the bag. They were black or white hats. I immediately went for the black. hehe I knew we were going to be teams of some sort but to clean!? This was weird. So then we get handed a piece of paper to sign as a disclaimer. I'm sitting there wondering what kind of cleaning we were going to be doing and then regretted wearing sandles.
Then as I read the disclaimer I saw the word paintball... I read more and walked back to the group and heard Frank say ok I lied...
We're all going to play PAINTBALL!!!! I was scared, excited and confused all at the same time! So after the reality set it that the entire office was going to go play paintball ... against eachother... on the clock... I was totally jazzed! They bought matching shirts for the teams even. So I realized that even more so sandles were not going to cut it. I asked Sam if there was a way for us to stop off somewhere quick since I need shoes. Luckily david needed some too. So we decided a cheap stop to Target would get us just what we needed for the day. I bought a basic pair of mens workout shoes (figuring if they were comfortable enough I could use them for the gym since my old shoes are just not cutting it). We all got there and set up with our equipment and goggles. I was nervous since I've never played. So we get on the field and I'm protecting our flag. Luckily David, Sam and Doug were on my team so I knew I would have a good fighting team. So I stayed back... Then I noticed they were advancing and someone was getting around the right. So I shot them out and there was someone behind him. He was focusing on me so my dad goes to the left (yes my dad played paintball!) and as I continue to shoot he comes around and snags the guy. I notice more are hit and my team is dying. I go forward until I realize I have one more opposite team member on the field. He and I have a shootout and I actually won and captured the flag for my team!!! :-D I could even hear the guys chanting for me. It felt great. I mean being Ronda and I were the only two girls and we were on opposite teams. And it just felt good to know I had done a good job. The guys were impressed. hehe :) That's hard to do at times.
So the next couple games I watched to flag and stayed back. My team was the winning team in the end of the day. I only got hit twice. Once in the leg but it didn't break and once in the neck.. Oh man that was painful! My eyes immediately started filling up with tears... Poor Carlos felt so bad. He was aiming for the body and knew it had to have hurt. hehe But I told him it was ok and a definitely good shot... I gave him crap later though. Milked it for all it was worth. hehe So the middle games were more boring. I ended up getting back into the fun on the last game by taking out the last 3 people of the opposite team while they focused on the professional shooters. hehe It was great! I was sooo impressed that the management was actually able to keep the secret! And it was such an awesome time. All the way back to town David, Sam and I were talking a million miles an hour about our experiences and how much fun we had with this and that.
Well I'm at Sam's and they are ready to put in a movie so I need to get going.
posted by Charity at 8/19/2005 07:29:00 PM 
