December 2011
By the way, what a horrific day.
It started when I woke up at 4 a.m. in order to open the place at 7.
Only I’d never opened before and there was no one there to show me anything, as was planned, due to a scheduling error.
Therefore I did not know the code to enter when the alarm went off as I entered the office. Loud noises make me shaky and I’m not sure I ever recovered as the day went on.
And ON and ON it...
1 tag
SURELY you jest.
Tonight one of the delivery guys from Bangladesh asked me (in all seriousness) if I were Chinese.
THAT is a new one.
things seem to be moving entirely too fast.
but I suppose that’s what happens when you rejoin life again after a 7 month respite spent almost entirely in your apartment.
And now for something completely different. (More...
I promise you that the next time my upstairs neighbor decides to run the vacuum at an inappropriate hour (lately 7 a.m. on Sundays and 2 a.m. on weeknights), there will be a significant amount of four-letter words delivered straight to her face.
With all of the noise I have to endure (the guy downstairs playing the same song for 6 hours, and that is not an exaggeration in any way, the 15 people...
1 tag
When I awoke this morning, I had a moment of...
I couldn’t seem to decide what day it was and whether or not I was late to work. Bless R. for noticing my distress and informing me that it was my day off before I reached full-blown terror.
That sort of morning-amnesia almost never happens to me. I am suspecting it’s due to the level of stress I’ve been experiencing.
Btw, I never thought I would accuse someone of...
Even in my own head. I have a pretty relaxed attitude about that stuff. But this whole situation is just so blatant that I find it impossible to ignore. I feel that it will only get worse if I don’t nip it in the bud right now.
1 tag
I just don't know anymore...
So I have a co-manager with whom I seem to have a communication issue. He is always very curt and even unfriendly with me, and we unfortunately have to work together most evenings. Therefore, ignoring the problem isn’t going to help matters much.
I’ve tried letting it go, attempting to stroke his ego (which, by the way, is incredibly difficult for me to do; as a woman I try to avoid...
I've progressed from bursting into tears at HLN's...
Seriously, at least once every morning I’m bawling like a little bitch.
This morning they upped the ante and covered a young boy who saved up his allowance to pay off a stranger’s layaway.
I can’t take this kind of sweetness. It’s destroying my cynicism.
But this was cute.
The lady who cut my hair today had a Yorkie who spent the entire time curled up in my lap asleep while I scratched her belly.
She stretched in ways that were oddly reminiscent of my little kitty CJ.
When I left she barked and turned circles to show her displeasure.
I make friends easily with animals.
Sometimes I gross myself out
I was at the corner store and they had these musical lights on display. To call them musical is a stretch, as they were playing ‘We Wish You a Merry Christmas’, but as if they were powered by a battery that was quickly going dead. (I checked but they were plugged into an outlet).
It sounded like Christmas on a bad LSD trip. I fully expected to look up to see the walls melting and a...
sometimes, good things happen
day before yesterday I received a check from an establishment where I had trained for two weeks, before deciding it wasn’t for me. I fully expected to have to push for any payment at all, so this was a nice surprise.
Yesterday I twice caught my fellow manager discussing me with the serving staff. Both times I walked up behind him as he was doing so, which must have been incredibly awkward for him. I know it was for me, as he was sharing things I had told him manager to manager, and which I did not expect would be shared with my employees.
Not knowing what to say, I told him that from then on I would start...
Born to be the boss.
Thats what R says, and I tend to agree. I am quite bossy.
I still cant quite believe I landed a managerial position WITH benefits.
Somebody pinch me.
Laundry might be less painful if I could get the...
with intermittent bursts of the theme from ‘Gimme a Break’.
Is this Hell?
Walking in the rain is preferable to taking the 6...
Misadventures in the Spanish language
Apparently, “perros calientes” is NOT the correct term for hot dogs.
I admit that I suspected as much, but it gave me a laugh to say it anyway.