Job Hunting

I want a job. More specifically, I want a job like Igor's, who works at the Dalhousie University Gym.

Right now Igor is sitting on my couch engaged in a Pro Evolution Soccer tournament on the Xbox. He is about 25 minutes late for work. He will go to work when it stops raining with Dan and I to play table-tennis. Probably for at least an hour. Then he may take a well-earned break and go with us to play pool. I'm not exaggerating here, this has been the norm for the past two weeks.

In fact, last week Igor and I were going to play pool so he could have a break from work. He left a plastic clock on the door of his office to note he'd be back in around 45 minutes. Unfortunately we never made it to pool. We got intercepted and convinced to join other friends at the pub for wing & pitcher specials. Fine. 45 minutes later, Igor decides to call his girlfriend Leanna, who's supposed to meet him and go swimming at a nearby lake. Yeah, he's still working. He tells Leanna to go via his gym and fix the plastic clock to say he'd be back in another hour. Then goes to the lake. Around an hour later, Igor returns from the lake to the pub. But he did have to go via the gym to lock up an hour early before he could join us for the rest of the night.

I'd love to be paid to play table tennis and go to the pub. The Canadian Dream, eh?