Five days later....still reeling from the election.
I cannot believe this man is going to be our president. And even more I cannot believe the amount of idiots I know who voted for him. And so many are men with daughters. How would they feel if someone talked about their daughters the way Trump talked about women in that video? Oh I bet that would be a a whole other story. I'm so glad they can look past his blatant disrespect for women, minorities, religions, etc in general. Then again, with the amount of hatred I see being spewed on Facebook since the election, it really should not surprise me.
You never really know people until you friend them on Facebook.
Was I particularly happy that Clinton was our candidate? Not necessarily. I voted for the Bernster in the primaries. And I understand that a lot of his supporters were pissed about the whole DNC thing, because it was bull. But I would be damned if I voted for Trump.
Red president, red House, red Senate....I don't want to be a woman right now.
I'm not looking forward to this week in work, thanks to my manager allowing my FWA to have off the entire week. When I left work in Thursday, the workload wasn't looking so good. There was still quite a bit that needed to be done. I had off Friday, so I don't know how much work got done. I dread what I'm going into tomorrow. I swear, if I have to do any overtime this week, while my wallet will appreciate it with the holidays right around the corner, I will be beyond pissed off.
If I could ever have off and go back to work feeling relaxed, it would be a fucking miracle.
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
Friday, November 4, 2016
Random Thoughts
When I got the email regarding the deposition, it mentioned that the lawyer representing our company wanted to meet with me. So I emailed him with my availability and he responded back that me he'd get back to me. Time went on and I never heard a response. We were having system issues so I started to worry that maybe I didn't get the email. Then last Friday I get an email informing me the deposition was canceled. I nearly peed my pants in excitement. Unfortunately my excitement was short lived, for Monday morning came along with an email informing me the deposition was rescheduled to December.
I really don't want to have to do this. And while I appreciate people telling me to just tell what I know, what I plan out saying in my head doesn't always end up coming out of my mouth. Talking to people, especially people I don't know and especially people of a significant position, makes me so unbearably nervous and anxious that anything coming from my head to my mouth tends to get all kinds of fucked up. Public speaking, or at the rate I'm going speaking in general, is definitely not my forte. If I was ever forced to take a public speaking class, I'd say just give me an F.
I feel like I'm saying this a lot anymore, but something has really been up my butt lately. I'm so fucking cranky and irritable and my concentration levels are nil. I'm tired of being bloated and constipated. I have a tooth bothering me. My coworkers are getting on my last nerve.
Especially my FWA. Her stupidity and arrogance is getting under my skin so bad I just want to slap her across the face every time I look at her. She is going to have off a whole week this month. I'd love to know how she even has the time, although I do recall her saying to me one time that she was going to have a week off and she would only be going in to the new year negative so many days. A day or two or something. But still- just because you can means you should?
It would be nice if one day any of the managers decided to pull her head out of her ass and stopped coddling this bitch, although considering she is 31 years old, they shouldn't have to. She should know better at her age. But no, everyone just pampers her.
And the stupid cow will call out for the stupidest reasons, but now she is actually legitimately sick and won't call out. Probably because then she'd have to give up some of her vacation. So instead she's in work hacking and spreading her germs all over the fucking place. Because fuck everyone else if they get sick as long as she still gets her undeserved vacation. Because nothing matters to her but her and her only.
I really don't want to have to do this. And while I appreciate people telling me to just tell what I know, what I plan out saying in my head doesn't always end up coming out of my mouth. Talking to people, especially people I don't know and especially people of a significant position, makes me so unbearably nervous and anxious that anything coming from my head to my mouth tends to get all kinds of fucked up. Public speaking, or at the rate I'm going speaking in general, is definitely not my forte. If I was ever forced to take a public speaking class, I'd say just give me an F.
I feel like I'm saying this a lot anymore, but something has really been up my butt lately. I'm so fucking cranky and irritable and my concentration levels are nil. I'm tired of being bloated and constipated. I have a tooth bothering me. My coworkers are getting on my last nerve.
Especially my FWA. Her stupidity and arrogance is getting under my skin so bad I just want to slap her across the face every time I look at her. She is going to have off a whole week this month. I'd love to know how she even has the time, although I do recall her saying to me one time that she was going to have a week off and she would only be going in to the new year negative so many days. A day or two or something. But still- just because you can means you should?
It would be nice if one day any of the managers decided to pull her head out of her ass and stopped coddling this bitch, although considering she is 31 years old, they shouldn't have to. She should know better at her age. But no, everyone just pampers her.
And the stupid cow will call out for the stupidest reasons, but now she is actually legitimately sick and won't call out. Probably because then she'd have to give up some of her vacation. So instead she's in work hacking and spreading her germs all over the fucking place. Because fuck everyone else if they get sick as long as she still gets her undeserved vacation. Because nothing matters to her but her and her only.
Friday, October 14, 2016
Random Thoughts
So Tuesday I'm going about my business at work, not having too bad of a day, when I see the little Outlook email preview pop up in the lower right side of my screen. I open up the email and it's from our legal team. I'm apparently being summonsed for a deposition in November regarding our former temp who slipped and fell in the parking lot. I received the email about 10 minutes before I was clocking out for lunch. And I spent that entire 10 minutes shaking on the inside and doing everything in my power to not completely lose it.
I can't believe that this frivolous crap has even gotten this far. And me have to speak in front of fucking lawyers? This should go just wonderfully, considering I am as good at public speaking as Donald Trump is at not being a complete misogynistic pig.
I can't believe that this frivolous crap has even gotten this far. And me have to speak in front of fucking lawyers? This should go just wonderfully, considering I am as good at public speaking as Donald Trump is at not being a complete misogynistic pig.
Sunday, September 18, 2016
Random Thoughts
I realized over the weekend that my three year anniversary at that place is coming soon. God bless me for making it that long. I don't know how I have done it, except for the fact that as I said before, I am really no better than my coworkers and stick around because there's stuff I get away with there that would not fly at other places, except unlike my coworkers, mine still involves my actual job. They won't leave because they know they won't get away with coming in or coming back from lunch whenever they feel like it (e.g. my FWA), taking numerous smoke breaks, vaping in the office, standing around bullshitting for large amounts of times, house or clothes surfing on the internet (again, my FWA), multiple personal calls (guess who)....the list goes on.
And now I get to do it all over again! And our most senior employee is on vacation this week, so it should really be a fun week. Listening to the radio all day (e.g. hearing the same shit over and over and over again), more talking, etc. Yay! I can't freaking wait.
I've been taking those Nature Made probiotics for over a week now. I don't feel like I've been as bloated feeling as usual, but so far they're doing nothing for the constipation and irregularity issue. I know probiotics can take some time to kick in, so I'll at least give them another week and decide where to go from there. I'm also considering adding the acidophilus that I've been taking for years back into the mix. All this having to play around with medications is a real pain in the ass. Intestines! Why can't you just function properly?!
Against my better wishes, I went to the local diner for dinner. And just as we were finishing up, who ends up being seated at the table caddy corner to us? The kid I went to school with. The one who two years ago I was repulsed at seeing. Can't say I felt much different tonight.
My God, there is a special place in hell for me.
And now I get to do it all over again! And our most senior employee is on vacation this week, so it should really be a fun week. Listening to the radio all day (e.g. hearing the same shit over and over and over again), more talking, etc. Yay! I can't freaking wait.
I've been taking those Nature Made probiotics for over a week now. I don't feel like I've been as bloated feeling as usual, but so far they're doing nothing for the constipation and irregularity issue. I know probiotics can take some time to kick in, so I'll at least give them another week and decide where to go from there. I'm also considering adding the acidophilus that I've been taking for years back into the mix. All this having to play around with medications is a real pain in the ass. Intestines! Why can't you just function properly?!
Against my better wishes, I went to the local diner for dinner. And just as we were finishing up, who ends up being seated at the table caddy corner to us? The kid I went to school with. The one who two years ago I was repulsed at seeing. Can't say I felt much different tonight.
My God, there is a special place in hell for me.
Monday, September 5, 2016
Random Thoughts
Well that was unsurprisingly a quick 3 days off. Quick summer as well. Boo. I was always one to look forward to the end of summer and the start of fall. Now I hate when summer ends. And I think it has to do with 5 years ago when I was going through such a rough time and then ended up being laid off on top of it. My mental state was really not in a good place then and I think I have been subconsciously associating that with fall since then.
I had no one to do anything with last night so I just did my own thing. Went to Popeye's like last time. I was in there with my book and 3 old people. Then I ran to a few stores and came home and at in front of the boob tube and read. It was depressing as fuck. I felt like going and buying a gun and blowing my brains out. Still feeling like that, actually. More so because I have to go back to work. And because of visions of horrible things happening playing nonstop in my head. I swear to God some days when they're really bad I want to take an ice pick and jam it up my fucking nose.
And to make my suicidal thoughts more depressing....it's apparently National Suicide Prevention week. I saw that earlier and thought, Jesus that would be fucking ironic.
I'm beyond frustrated with this bloating and left lower abdominal distention. Every time I put my pants on I want to cry because they feel so tight on me. I'm so disgusted with myself and disgusted with myself for starting to think I'm fat again. I really should go to the doctor and request an abdominal CT scan. That way it could show the digestive system and female organs. An ultrasound wouldn't do much for me unless there is definitely something going on in my women parts.
I bought Nature Made Advanced Dual Action probiotics the other day. I haven't tried them yet, as I am still finishing up the last few of my usual probiotics. I hope they do something good, though.
Anyway, I am currently reading Robopocalypse by Daniel Wilson. I had bought a copy of Amped in the Dollar Tree back in July and I was very interested in it and then I read some reviews on Robo and thought it sounded intestesing, so I checked it out of my local library. I am simultaneously fascinated and freaked out by it. Definitely enforces my belief that technology is great until it malfunctions. It also makes me think of the "Mother's Day" episode of Futurama. Hey Hey! Ho Ho! 100110!
I had no one to do anything with last night so I just did my own thing. Went to Popeye's like last time. I was in there with my book and 3 old people. Then I ran to a few stores and came home and at in front of the boob tube and read. It was depressing as fuck. I felt like going and buying a gun and blowing my brains out. Still feeling like that, actually. More so because I have to go back to work. And because of visions of horrible things happening playing nonstop in my head. I swear to God some days when they're really bad I want to take an ice pick and jam it up my fucking nose.
And to make my suicidal thoughts more depressing....it's apparently National Suicide Prevention week. I saw that earlier and thought, Jesus that would be fucking ironic.
I'm beyond frustrated with this bloating and left lower abdominal distention. Every time I put my pants on I want to cry because they feel so tight on me. I'm so disgusted with myself and disgusted with myself for starting to think I'm fat again. I really should go to the doctor and request an abdominal CT scan. That way it could show the digestive system and female organs. An ultrasound wouldn't do much for me unless there is definitely something going on in my women parts.
I bought Nature Made Advanced Dual Action probiotics the other day. I haven't tried them yet, as I am still finishing up the last few of my usual probiotics. I hope they do something good, though.
Anyway, I am currently reading Robopocalypse by Daniel Wilson. I had bought a copy of Amped in the Dollar Tree back in July and I was very interested in it and then I read some reviews on Robo and thought it sounded intestesing, so I checked it out of my local library. I am simultaneously fascinated and freaked out by it. Definitely enforces my belief that technology is great until it malfunctions. It also makes me think of the "Mother's Day" episode of Futurama. Hey Hey! Ho Ho! 100110!
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Random Thoughts
I should just stay off Facebook today. Today is the 2nd of 3 weddings for my bitchy cousins (for some reason, all 3 of them had to get engaged around the same time). And of course Hermine decided not to pack a punch and it's a beautiful day out. Of course.
This particular cousin I never really had a problem with until one time we were at a family function and she was going around giving everyone at our table a hug and kiss and just as she was coming up to me, someone came up to her and she walked away with them. I can't even describe how I felt after that. And she really hit my shit list when I contacted her through FB messaging about whether she was coming to my sister's baby shower or not and she blatantly ignored me. And I know she read the message, too. People seem to forget that FB messaging marks when you read messages. Never called, didn't show up, nothing. Didn't respond or show up to my nephew's first birthday either. Bitch, my family has bent over ass backwards multiple times for all of your stupid affairs! You couldn't even once return the favor?!
I often complain about my coworkers and how they bitch and moan about how much they hate it there and I always says that the only reason they're all still there is because they know at any other place they wouldn't get away with the shit they get away with there. And then I thought one day, where the fuck am I any better? I've admitted many times before that the only reasons I stay there are because of the pay and because no one condemns my slow ass and my extreme phone phobia is catered to (although to be fair, no one really deals with phones there anymore). Plus it's close to home. Still, though, where am I any better? I'm really not.
Boy, I woke up in rare form today.
This particular cousin I never really had a problem with until one time we were at a family function and she was going around giving everyone at our table a hug and kiss and just as she was coming up to me, someone came up to her and she walked away with them. I can't even describe how I felt after that. And she really hit my shit list when I contacted her through FB messaging about whether she was coming to my sister's baby shower or not and she blatantly ignored me. And I know she read the message, too. People seem to forget that FB messaging marks when you read messages. Never called, didn't show up, nothing. Didn't respond or show up to my nephew's first birthday either. Bitch, my family has bent over ass backwards multiple times for all of your stupid affairs! You couldn't even once return the favor?!
I often complain about my coworkers and how they bitch and moan about how much they hate it there and I always says that the only reason they're all still there is because they know at any other place they wouldn't get away with the shit they get away with there. And then I thought one day, where the fuck am I any better? I've admitted many times before that the only reasons I stay there are because of the pay and because no one condemns my slow ass and my extreme phone phobia is catered to (although to be fair, no one really deals with phones there anymore). Plus it's close to home. Still, though, where am I any better? I'm really not.
Boy, I woke up in rare form today.
Friday, September 2, 2016
Random Thoughts
Ah, finally a three-day weekend again! And tropical storm (as of now) Hermine is heading our way! I don't know yet exactly how bad we're supposed to get hit, but I'm already stressed over it and worrying about any tornado watches, warnings, power outages, etc. ARGH!
Oh, well. Still better than being in work. As usual I have 50 bazillion things I could complain about regarding that place, but frankly....I just don't feel like it.
Oh, well. Still better than being in work. As usual I have 50 bazillion things I could complain about regarding that place, but frankly....I just don't feel like it.
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Random Thoughts
I should have known 5 days without my FWA would have been too damn good to be true, because guess who came strolling in at 11:30AM yesterday with her brat? As soon as I heard her voice I though oh good God you have got to be fucking kidding me. Bitch, you're on vacation! Stay the fuck away from work! And stop fucking worrying about who is sitting at your desk!
And her outfit was great as usual. She was wearing a halter top that was from about 20 pounds ago and if she had it pulled down any lower, we would have seen her areolas. Classy as usual.
I wish just once I could go on vacation and come back feeling calmer instead of feeling just as frazzled, overwhelmed and stressed out as I was before I left. If not more! And constantly going on vacation with my entire family doesn't help. Look, I love my older nephew to death but my God that kid stresses me out beyond belief. He's so rambunctious and rough and never once can we go out to eat without him making it completely unpleasant. I have heard that three can be worse than two and let me tell you- I wholeheartedly believe it. His behavior makes me want to rip out my own uterus and ovaries. Between him, my BIL's attitude, and my sister's nonchalant "her time is her time and everyone else's time is her time" attitude, vacation is never pleasant.
Lately I have been so damn exhausted and just feeling overall shitty. Every morning I have to get up for work I just want to cry because I'm so tired. I feel like I can barely function because I feel so exhausted. I'm starting to have more episodes of feeling lightheaded and like I'm going to black out whenever I stand up. Quite a few times it's gotten so bad I've had to stop walking and bend over until the feeling passed. I'm craving salt like crazy. And no, I am not worried that I have Addison's disease, although let's not try to plant those seeds in my head again.
And whatever happened to my digestive system since Myrtle Beach needs to go away. It's like something got thrown super out of whack since then. A couple weeks ago I finally decided to buy Natural Calm after hearing about it for a long time and reading excellent reviews. I took the smallest dose recommended one night while I was down the shore and almost mmediately felt very bloated. And although I felt relaxed, I didn't sleep well at all. And woke up feeling horrible. Was the bloating from the NC or just from eating bad? Did I not sleep well because of it or just because I never sleep well on vacation? And did I feel horrible the next day from it or just from not sleeping well? I don't know, but I have been reluctant to try it again.
More and more I'm starting to feel like I need to take a vacation in the crazy house again.
And her outfit was great as usual. She was wearing a halter top that was from about 20 pounds ago and if she had it pulled down any lower, we would have seen her areolas. Classy as usual.
I wish just once I could go on vacation and come back feeling calmer instead of feeling just as frazzled, overwhelmed and stressed out as I was before I left. If not more! And constantly going on vacation with my entire family doesn't help. Look, I love my older nephew to death but my God that kid stresses me out beyond belief. He's so rambunctious and rough and never once can we go out to eat without him making it completely unpleasant. I have heard that three can be worse than two and let me tell you- I wholeheartedly believe it. His behavior makes me want to rip out my own uterus and ovaries. Between him, my BIL's attitude, and my sister's nonchalant "her time is her time and everyone else's time is her time" attitude, vacation is never pleasant.
Lately I have been so damn exhausted and just feeling overall shitty. Every morning I have to get up for work I just want to cry because I'm so tired. I feel like I can barely function because I feel so exhausted. I'm starting to have more episodes of feeling lightheaded and like I'm going to black out whenever I stand up. Quite a few times it's gotten so bad I've had to stop walking and bend over until the feeling passed. I'm craving salt like crazy. And no, I am not worried that I have Addison's disease, although let's not try to plant those seeds in my head again.
And whatever happened to my digestive system since Myrtle Beach needs to go away. It's like something got thrown super out of whack since then. A couple weeks ago I finally decided to buy Natural Calm after hearing about it for a long time and reading excellent reviews. I took the smallest dose recommended one night while I was down the shore and almost mmediately felt very bloated. And although I felt relaxed, I didn't sleep well at all. And woke up feeling horrible. Was the bloating from the NC or just from eating bad? Did I not sleep well because of it or just because I never sleep well on vacation? And did I feel horrible the next day from it or just from not sleeping well? I don't know, but I have been reluctant to try it again.
More and more I'm starting to feel like I need to take a vacation in the crazy house again.
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Random Thoughts
Another weekend down, back to work again. Blah! But hey, at least my FWA is on vacation all week so I don't have to hear that obnoxious laugh for five days.
When I first get logged in to my computer at work in the morning, one of the first things I open up is my email. On Friday, I do such and I see an email from someone I don't know with a subject line of "[name] vs. [company]" and I kind of start to feel a little nervous. I open it up and see it's addressed to my manager's boss and me and starts off with the introduction that the person is from the legal team. So I really start feeling scared but then I read the rest of the email and quickly went from scared as fuck to pissed. Some chick we had as a temp two years ago is suing the company after slipping and falling in the parking lot. And my manager's boss had signed the incident report and I apparently was listed down as a witness in the report and this legal person had a few questions for us.
Frankly the only thing I remember is that it happened during that unexpected insane ice storm we had and when I had pulled up to work, she was on the ground next to her car. I did not actually see her fall. What I want to know is how I was put down as a witness, because this is news to me. I'm going to guess my old manager just took it upon herself to put me down as a witness without telling me, asking me for any witness report, or anything of that nature.
I swear.....people.
When I first get logged in to my computer at work in the morning, one of the first things I open up is my email. On Friday, I do such and I see an email from someone I don't know with a subject line of "[name] vs. [company]" and I kind of start to feel a little nervous. I open it up and see it's addressed to my manager's boss and me and starts off with the introduction that the person is from the legal team. So I really start feeling scared but then I read the rest of the email and quickly went from scared as fuck to pissed. Some chick we had as a temp two years ago is suing the company after slipping and falling in the parking lot. And my manager's boss had signed the incident report and I apparently was listed down as a witness in the report and this legal person had a few questions for us.
Frankly the only thing I remember is that it happened during that unexpected insane ice storm we had and when I had pulled up to work, she was on the ground next to her car. I did not actually see her fall. What I want to know is how I was put down as a witness, because this is news to me. I'm going to guess my old manager just took it upon herself to put me down as a witness without telling me, asking me for any witness report, or anything of that nature.
I swear.....people.
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