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« May 2006 | Main | July 2006 » June 30, 2006Two Days Off!I just finished the first of two wonderful days off. On Wednesday my boss broke the news that she would be out next week. That blew my chances of taking Thursday and Friday off. I mentioned it to her and she said, "Why not take tomorrow and Friday off instead?" Oh hell to the yeah! I busted my ass to finish up all my reports and smiled all the way home. Today was spent just relaxing. I cleaned up the logs for this site and :nct:, and just stayed away from the IMs. I plan on doing the same tomorrow. Not being social, that is. I am probably going to sleep in, watch some movies and just not think about anything. Jake stayed after work today to play some basketball with the guys, which was nice. I missed him but the alone time was kick ass. It's been so long since I just had time to myself like that. I remember when he first came out here. I wondered how I would be able to deal with someone in the same home for a whole month. Three and a half years later I miss him when he goes to the store. It's strange... I went from wondering how I was going to deal with him in my life to how I deal with him not being there... even for an hour or two. Okay, enough with the sappy shit. Back to my vacation. Weeee!
[keywords: Work boyfriend jake vacation] June 28, 2006'Temporary' ReliefYou know, I shouldn't bitch. There are some people out there without a job. But some days letting loose is the only way I can manage to walk into that place. We have two temps. One is for data entry only and one is an old coworker. The old coworker is a blessing. She knows how to do most of the work so the training is minimal. The other temp is very nice and doesn't know any of our systems. That means 'someone' has to find stuff for her to do. Yesterday my boss caught her reading while waiting for someone to give her work. You know that didn't fly. You know what it did do? It transferred the grief my boss was giving me onto to her. Thank G-d for temps!
[keywords: Work boss coworkers] June 27, 2006You Have No SeoulLately I've been getting a ton of spam from Seoul. I don't get it. They post some random quote taken from a sports page and then link some porn site. The thing is... they go through the archives and post on old rants. If you're going to spam a site, why post where hardly anyone looks? Most webmasters get emails whenever a comment is placed so it's a matter of minutes or an hour before it's removed. All that cutting/pasting/linking for nothing. Well... except for the annoyed person who has to delete it. I don't want to moderate my comments. That's way more work on me than I have to offer. Banning IPs is another option. I hate the idea of banning a country over one (or a few) scumbag(s) who can't seem to get a real job. Then there's the 'I don't think so' option of emailing the site. Riiiiight. I just got my spam below 50 a day. I'm not about to offer a working email to them. It's like saying, "Here. A gift to you my new friend. Spam me to hell. I <3 U. Thxkbai!!!11!1!"
[keywords: Maintenance website spam] June 26, 2006WTF!?! Was That Weather I Just Heard?Living in California has made me quite the woose. Last night I was sleeping when I heard some loud banging noises. My first thought was that someone was messing with the garbage cans. The room lit up and another loud boom hit. Thunder storm. No rain, just thunder and lightning. I went to the living room to check on the kittens. First storm for them. Then a really loud one hit. I said, "Fuck this shit" and jumped right back into bed. Jake had woken up to that one. We just listed to the storm for a bit, then drifted back to sleep. How odd that a grown person is transformed to a six year old when a little weather happens. Suddenly I was back in my old bedroom, with covers up to my ears just waiting for it to pass. When I'm up thunderstorms don't bother me as much. It's something about being in bed when it's happening that creeps me out. I remember having a big window as a child. It was the normal window with a triangle of glass above it. We had these tall trees out front that swayed in the winds and made ghoulish shadows with it's branches. One time the Santa Ana winds were really bad and the 'monsters' looked as if they were coming to get me. I Laid in my pink canape bed, covers up to my ears and watched every sway. Suddenly there was a loud *snap* and the monster flew across the room. This sent me into a fit of screams that sent my dad dashing into the room buck naked. I slept in their bed for a week after that. Even seeing the tree laying across the driveway wasn't any consolation. There were two more ghouls out there and I wasn't about to be eaten by them. You'd never think I'd grow up to love horror films like I do.
[keywords: Weather childhood memories thunder] June 23, 2006At Least Fake It...I am so annoyed. We are down four people at work right now. My one friend just retired, one girl has the flu and is out til Monday, one has unknown medical issues and is out until August. Then there's the forth one. She came in two days ago and started crying at her desk. I thought someone had died. She ends up going home and calls the boss later on saying the doctor put her out for a week because of stress. I didn't bother asking why. No personal issue needs a week. Then she bops in the office yesterday to drop off the note and you'd swear she just got laid. She was happy. She was laughing. She was literally hopping up and down in her cubicle laughing. I wanted to rip her fucking head off. She comes over as I am talking to the temp agency saying, "We need anyone who can imput data at this point. We're hurting." She smiles, hands me the note and goes back to talk. Considering we are so behind there's no time for chit chat. I walked over, pissed off and asked if everyone was okay with the backlog. One coworker followed me back to see if I was okay. Then she says, "So did she give notice?" WTF!?! Apparently she's leaving the state on July 1st. No notice, either. So she's going to get ready to move, come back and maybe give a weeks notice. I was beyond livid. You just don't do that shit. My boss hired her, gave her a raise and we were all really good to her. I don't understand where people figure they can say 'Fuck it, I'm not transferring' and just screw their coworkers by not giving notice. At least we could start the interview process sooner. My boss says to let it go. What goes around comes around. Usually that's my line. This time I said, "Yeah? I hope what comes around is a swift kick in the ass."
[keywords: Health coworkers] June 21, 2006Cover Your Mouth!Why oh why do people have to come to work sick? My coworker comes in at death's door and starts hacking up shit right next to me. She can't talk above a whisper and is in need of medical attention. So what does she do? Come to work and infect everyone there. I swear, we have got to have the sickest group in the hospital. Someone's always taking off for doctors appointments or calling in sick. The past two days we were down four people. Everyone was put on doubletime duty. Now that my one coworker decided to come in and cough all over everyone I'm expecting a meltdown any day now. All I can say is that if I get sick I'm going to kill her. Or at least give her the most painful noogie she's ever had.
[keywords: Health Work sick coworkers] June 20, 2006Hi (Psycho)An old coworker applied for my friend's job. She came in while I was at lunch so I only saw her afterwards. During the interview I heard her voice and the hairs stood up on the back of my neck. When I worked with her in the Operating Room she was hell on wheels. To be truthful, you had to be to survive down there. It was like being in the trenches. Afterwards we played nice and she left. Then the boss asked me what she like in the OR. "Like spitfire" is all I could say. After she told me about the interview all I could do was shake my head. Same chick after all these years, just a tad more psycho. I didn't want to say too much, because it had been a while since we worked together. It doesn't sound like she's going to be hired though. I'm kind of relieved. Lets put it this way, I still have memories of her shrill voice yelling down the hallway. *shudders*
[keywords: Work coworkers interview] June 18, 2006Pink ControversyHow ironic. I link Pink's video for Dear Mister President along with the lyrics and get slammed by people debating the 'depth' of her song. Like it. Hate it. I don't care. The fact that this song has people talking about what's happening in America is a good thing. A pop singer decides to voice her opinion on what's happening in this world and everyone says she's riding the Bush Haters bandwagon. Maybe she is, maybe she isn't. But she got you thinking, so in my book the song is good. It's not as deep as say... the teachings of Socrates. But it's a big step up from Get The Party Started (which I also like so biteme). Look around you. Most will see videos, televisions, game consoles, the latest in footwear. Look in your frig. How much food did you have to throw out in the past month? Is it full? What about your cupboards? Look above you. See that roof? Nice, huh. We're lucky, you and I. We have so much and yet all we can do is measure a person's sincerity about how they feel based on a song. Sometimes you just need to stand up and speak your mind. You may get bitch slapped right back into your chair but at least you stood up. Pink stood up. She could have just stuck to fluff songs. Instead she spoke her mind and someone said she should join the Dixi Chicks. Clever... The Dixie Chicks stood their ground during a time where rednecks ruled the roost. They where bashed, slammed and ostracized. They stood their ground. I give them credit for that. People are finally beginning to see how bad things have gotten. They are FINALLY starting to speak up. I'm not saying you have to like Pink. I just think you should appreciate that she got you thinking.
[keywords: Politics video pink Dear-Mister-President] June 15, 2006New Car New ThingiesTuesday afternoon my coworkers approached me, asking for the pot luck signup sheet. After sifting through the papers on my desk one of them found it. I love how people just plop shit down without telling me. She realized I hadn't signed it yet and said, "You don't cook, right? How about bringing sodas?" I guess my vacant stare was a 'yes' to them and my name was written under 'drinks'. I swear one day I'm going to sign up for the main course and cook it. Then they'll feel my wrath. Fast forward to yesterday morning. I plopped the bottles on the seat with my purse and drove off. I was chatting with Jake on my cellphone (headset) while driving down the 405-S when my car started beeping. First it was a slow beep, but each one came a little faster. I panicked. ME: Fuck! I looked on my dashboard... nothing was flashing. I was driving eratically, trying to get to the off-ramp. By that time it was almost a continuous beep. I thought something was going to explode. Then it stopped. I looked over to see the passenger seat button flashing it's No Seatbelt light. Fucking shit. Then I hear muffled laughter. I almost got into a wreck because I didn't 'buckle up' two bottles of soda. Fucking car.
[keywords: blonde Rav4 car] June 14, 2006*Not Feeling Well*That's one way to put it. Rather, it's how my boss did. Me, I'd just say I'm having *raging PMS from hell and just back the fuck away.* As a matter of fact, that was my response to her. Yeah, today was fun.
[keywords: Work pms] June 13, 2006Well... That Sucked Monkey BallsMonday was quite the shitty day. The HUGE report I was told about on Friday AFTERNOON took up all my day. The best part? It's still not done. Considering it's due today at 10AM I can comfortably say: I'm screwed. At one point I had my boss standing behind me, asking me what I was going to do next. Each time I tried to do a number she asked that. I finally said, "I'm going to wait until you leave before continuing. THAT'S what I'm going to do next." She left, only to come back when I burried my hands in my head. Our data is shit. All the little tweaks she's done has made it impossible to give an accurate report without working twice as hard. It makes me want to scream. I just keep thinking about the Friday when she'll be off. I'm going to fuck around like there's no tomorrow. Work? HAH! Talk to me on Monday.
[keywords: Work stress reports] June 10, 2006Dorian Gets a BathDorian... smelled. I mean really, really smelled. Since he's the type of cat that loves to crawl on our shoulders and plop his body on our faces it was time for a bath. He wiggled. He cried. Trixi cried. We laughed. He scratched us. Everyone cried. In the end he was clean.
[keywords: jake Flickr Dorian bath] June 09, 2006*Opens Want-Ads*Thursday came and went without any formal update from my Boss. I quietly asked her how the meeting went and she gave me a thumbs up. WTF is that supposed to mean? By the end of the day I couldn't stand it and approached her in her office. She initially gave me the 'Don't worry about it' brush off. I retorted, "Don't worry? You take me to an hour lunch with talk of looking for another job and then it's a thumbs up and don't worry? Did he change his mind?" "Nothing's changed. If I am looking for a new job I will let you know." That was the end of our discussion. I was going to put off doing things until I knew what was going to happen. Now I feel like I should try doing them as quickly as possible so get them out of the way. If I don't I may not get a chance to do them for a loooong time. *sigh* Just when I thought all this work shit was settling.
[keywords: Work stress] June 08, 2006And The List Goes On....Being a quiet tenant sucks. I normally don't complain and *rarely* ask for things to be done. But when I do ask it's like I am requesting the wholy grail or something. We have the ivy from hell growing on the side of our apartment building. Some of the vines are as thick as a finger. A while back they decided to finally remove it after complaints of ivy coming through the window. They handyman came out and pulled everything right up to our side... then stopped. WTF!?! My room looks like a scene from Jumanji and he has other committments. This was over five months ago. I mentioned it to the landlord and he brought the handyman over to check it out. The problem? The twenty foot ladder was taken to another building and no one had a truck to bring it back. For some reason he thought the guy could just hang out my window and yang some of the stuff. The handyman thought he was nuts and told him so. After showing him the two windows they were coming through I mentioned the tub. My tub is separating from the tile. After the last big earthquake they really didn't check everything... and being an old building it didn't fare too well. They both checked it out and talked about replacing the windows, giving me different blinds, reinforcing the tub, etc... and left. That was about three months ago. Last night I called my landlord to ask about the blinds and hint at the rest of the stuff. The landlord, who is really cool, bitched about the owner for 33 minutes, and then said he'd look into the blinds and get the handyman to work on it when he was out next. He also tossed in the idea of repainting my bathroom. I said sure, but really wanted the blinds, vine and tub fixed first. Everytime I ask him about the vines, he tosses in something else they'll fix, like it will hold me off for a while. At this rate they're going to just give me a nicer apartment. I wouldn't mind, except the rent is so low here I don't think I'd want to pay a little more for the same sort of service. Meanwhile I'm renaming our bedroom 'the jungle room'.
[keywords: apartment landlord] June 06, 2006That Can't Be GoodOkay, so I may be needing to find a new job pronto. My boss asked me to have coffee with her and talk. It would seem there is a probable big shake-up happening and her future is iffy. That also means mine is. She'll find out more on Thursday, which bites... because that's two whole days away. We had a really nice chat though, which was refreshing. I busted my ass today trying to get a four part report out so she could show the powers that be how well we are doing. She was happy with the result, which was a relief. Needless to say, :Jake: and I have some rethinking to do on our plans. *sigh*
[keywords: Work stress boss] June 05, 2006Next Stop: DVDSpot and Job BluesI have finally listed about 98% of my movies on DVD Spot. I still miss Guzzlefish, but oh well. I like how DVD Spot has an owned and wish list section. I finally have a list of the VHS I still need to buy as DVDs. I'm still going to replace that old cabinet with something a little larger and more stylish. I just loathe having to do it before we move into something larger. A nice two bedroom with air conditioning would be nice. Jake's last day on his temp job was Friday. He did one interview with a friend of mine, but it's still iffy. I'm not counting on that one, so I hope he has more soon. At least he finally signed up for classes. I'm annoyed that he's still going parttime, though. *sigh* I just want to move on with my life to something better. I can wait 4 1/2 years to move, but that's it. I wish we had a Plan B.
[keywords: Life boyfriend jake apartment DVDs relationship DVDSpot job] June 03, 2006And How Much Do YOU Love Noodles?HAHA! My side hurts from laughing. I love this site!
[keywords: link video webcomics] June 01, 2006Just.... Don't Breath. KTHXBAI!!!11My boss is coming back to work while still recouperating from pneumonia. I am not thrilled. Besides the fact that she should be resting I don't want to get sick. I get pheumonia every time I get a cold and I don't need her bringing in a ready made germ. I loathe when people come to work sick. It's so inconsiderate. Just stay home and get better. No one gets brownie points for bringing their colds to work. We have a coworker who insists on coming to work sick. Everytime I hear her cough or sneeze I want to spray Lysol over the cubicle wall. Well, it's off to work. Red Team, Go!
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