Wow! Have I not really posted anything in this long? This is just a travesty. Ok, maybe not. It's been awhile and I'm sure plenty has happened in that time. Oh yeah, I got a promotion at work. How cool is that. I'm making a significant chunk more than I used to and (for me) that's alot of dough. Only this past week did I realize exactly what all went along with that promotion.
At work the holiday season is the time of year where everyone goes mad trying to present the perfect legislative picture of what the holidays are suppossed to be. In the background everyone runs around without a single clue as to what's going on and everyone eventually stresses themselves out for no reason. Here's where I fit in: As everyone is trying to prepare for their parties and festivities and trying to see to other agendas that are going on concurrently; I'm left to try to manage a dwindled staff because they're either replacing the staffers (in other offices) who are scratching their asses as to what they're suppossed to do or aiding our office in helping these jackasses execute their "well planned" objectives. While it may seem that I'm whining about simply having to answer the phone it transcends that; the phones ring non-stop, problems arise in other office duties that require immediate attention that I, as the only one in the office, am able to attend to; I have my own assignments that I'm needing to get done that have to take the back burner until I have a free moment and whiny, needy staff that complain over the smallest inconvenience and who expect to be rewarded for nothing. Hmmm....I guess that's a mouthful. Add to that my desired/required presence on a Saturday at work to make sure the parties and festivities go off smoothly...yuck! I'm sorry but my idea of a Happy Holiday does not include: children, Santa, choirs or any sort of Christmas well-wishing. I'm strictly about the materialistic observance of the holiday.
On a related in that it pisses me off note: Sadie is being a complete total bitch. One (and I say this in that I have no concrete evidence) of the cats has pissed and crapped on the carpet. Sadie has been knocking and breaking Alex's things and I'm sure she's the one who did the nasty deeds. I don't know if its a phase that she's going through or perhaps she's trying to tell me something but something needs to be done. I wonder if the whole making a dog smell its poop to make it stop going indoors a la that woman on Trading Spouses actually works? I'll have to try it sometime.
Ok, I'm sure I've bored several with my whining and I truly do apologise...NOT! Your sorry skank ass read this whole thing...what does that say about you? In any case, my next post will cover my crappy Saturday and anything interesting that comes up in between...ciao!