Blech

I am really, REALLY not looking forward to going back to work. I think what is making it worse is 1)  with the exception of New Years Eve everyone is going to be in the office, 2) the holiday party on Wednesday, and 3) Christmas is over.

And where in the sam hell is my period???

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Four days down of break, one more to go. And then it's back to work on Tuesday. Ugh. I am really not looking forward to going after being off for so long. Especially because Wednesday is when we're having our stupid holiday party at work and I am not looking forward to that either. And we're supposed to do something called a white elephant Pollyanna and thank god it's optional, because frankly it sounds incredibly dumb to me.

I know, I know, I am such a grouch, right? Guilty as charged.

Right now I just loathe my coworkers so much. And I can't stand how tight they have gotten with the new manager. Every time they go out on smoke breaks, she goes out with them. And I'm sorry but I really do not think that is appropriate for a manager to do. But once again we have another manager who has no cojones and just wants to be everyone's BFF.

And Ms. Hail to the V....that ginger-headed bitch is really and truly starting to get under my skin. Whenever she comes on, she says nothing. No good morning, no anything. Just comes in straight to her desk and sits down. Everyone else says good morning to her, but I just ignore her. I used to waste my breath saying good morning but after so long I just said the hell with her. She wants to be a rude ass bitch, then fuck her. And I don't want to hear the excuse she is "awkward". I'm awkward as fuck and I still make an effort to have some manners even though it's the last thing I want to do. Besides, she made 2 babies with men, she can't be that fucking awkward.

Sometimes I wonder if she still holds something against me for coming in with my nephew on the same day she brought her son in back in 2013, before I was hired back. And if so, she needs to get over it. I didn't work there, I had no idea that she had a baby or that she was going to bring her Opie from Family Guy-looking alien in the same day I decided to bring my nephew in.

And the one day I mentioned to my FWA about my back bothering me (it's been bothering me a lot lately) and she said something about hers bothering her (of course it does) and how her daughter massaged it for her. I felt like saying JFC does every goddamn topic have to involve your daughter? I don't give a flying fuck about her daughter!

God I am so freaking grouchy right now. My period is late (no, I'm not pregnant), I'm starting to feel the post-Christmas blues, I ate way too much the past few days, and I'm just cranky.

Merry Freaking Christmas!

There better not be one lie in this tweet:

Happy bday jesus . Merry holidays everyone. Happy birthday, everyone: 2016 is the year MGMT re-dominates your mind hole , see you then 💖

— MGMT (@whoisMGMT) December 25, 2015

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Merry early Christmas! It's currently 70 degrees right now in my neck of the woods. WTF?

Yesterday we had a cake in work for my birthday. Someone asked the MOB if she wanted a piece and she goes "no it looks too sweet" (it was vanilla cake with buttercream). And she said it a couple more times. And then starts saying how she doesn't like vanilla icing, blah blah blah. I just walked away when she started with that. I felt like saying to her "First off, last I checked, it's not your birthday. Second, we don't need to hear your opinion on everything. And last, do you have to be so fucking negative about everything?". Like just say no thank you and STFU.

I know I can be a miserable person but JFC, her negativity just sucks the life and fun out of everything. She's like a fucking Dementor. We had Christmas music on on Monday and she did nothing but nonstop bitch about it. Despite saying she doesn't care what is on, but that she can tune the music out. So then tune it out and STFU.

I always have to laugh how she looks down at music and top 40 radio (which I am guilty of myself but never mind that). Bitch, you're a fucking Linkin Park fan. Take several seats.

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So now we're back to normal chilly weather (it's in the 40's right now) and come my birthday it's going to be in the 60's and about 70 on Christmas Eve. What is this weather? Kind of makes me nervous for when spring comes. I hope it doesn't mean an increase in severe weather.

My FWA is whining on Facebook because her brat is sick. Again. I swear, every person I know who has breastfed, their kids are constantly sick. What happened to "breast is best"? My nephew wasn't breastfed and I don't even recall ever seeing him really sick, if at all. I wasn't breastfed and I'm rarely, if ever, sick (not counting in the head). Minus the bout with the flu last year, but that was for the first time in a really, REALLY long time. And I got over it pretty damn quickly.

I thought maybe once Thanksgiving was over, our workload would die down some. But it hasn't. We have been so damn busy. I just did about 6 hours of overtime this past week and thanks to having off Monday, it's going to be all straight pay. Which sucks, but money is money I guess. It's just crazy, though. The doctors are working a lot, we're short-staffed (especially because this year it seems like everyone waited to use their PTO),  the medical records are huge, clients are sending in records like a day before the appointments because they no longer get penalized for it, etc.

I never understand that last one. Once upon a time, if clients sent records in so many days before an appointment, the records were automatically turned into an addendum report. Which was an extra charge. And the PTB stopped that. Which makes no sense, because that's extra money they could be making. And last I checked, isn't corporate all about the benjamins?

What Even

I loathe the cold weather thanks to being so damn cold all of the time, but 70 degree weather less than 2 weeks before Christmas? No. Just no.

And now it's back to drama-central after a 4 day weekend.

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Boy, I don't know what is going on with me that I am not keeping up with stuff.

Somehow we made it through the week of Thanksgiving and got everything done. Of course the workload still hasn't died down and we're still getting slammed with a shit ton of work. It's never-ending! Like something needs to give. We need more people. Oh, our sister company thought they were being smart and laying the group of us off and taking on our jobs up there. And basically most of that work has come back to us. And to less people.

And I don't know if the workload is stressing me out more or the people there. Maybe I'm just too cranky, but my god, I have never met so many damn annoying stuck-up people in my life. It's like fucking middle school in that place. Everyone is sweet as sugar to each others faces, but the second they turn their back, they rip them apart. Am I guilty of it? Sure I am. But I don't pretend to be anyone's friend in that place. They're my coworkers. Nothing more, nothing less. Maybe it's a piss poor attitude, but I've learned the hard way that it's better not to make friends with coworkers. Plus I see the way those assholes act like they're friends and then badmouth them behind their backs. Except if you're the almighty Monica or Ms. Hail to the V.

There are about a hundred more things I'd like to bitch about with that place, but I just can't even muster up the energy to do. However, I will make nitpick at my FWA. Every single damn time her brat is teething, she gets all dramatic on Facebook over it. You'd think the baby was going through chemotherapy with the way she acts. I don't doubt for one second it isn't painful as fuck (can't say I remember all the way back to when I was cutting teeth) but JFC it's a normal thing every child goes through.

And in the grand tradition of things, the stupid bitch was bitching to me all last week about this woman who started this past winter. According to my FWA, this woman does whatever she wants to do and is nosy and likes to cut into other people's business. Now I do like this woman; however, she is completely exhausting to talk to because she just never shuts up. She'll just ramble on and on and on and jump from one topic to the next and I get so lost listening to her that after a few minutes I just want to scream SHUT UP. One time she mentioned to the miserable old bitch and me that she used to work as an ultrasound tech and the MOB asked her why didn't work as one anymore and she started rambling on and 25 minutes later she was still going on and we still had no idea why she didn't work as one anymore.

But for my FWA to stand there and bitch about someone else doing whatever they want? She who comes in whenever she damn well feels like it, takes lunch whenever she damn well feels like it, takes breaks whenever she damn well feels like it. Get real, bitch. And then to stand there and complain about someone else butting their noses into conversations? She who is constantly sticking her nose into other people's conversations, who will take the long way through the middle work area back to her desk just so she can make sure she isn't missing out on a conversation that she can butt in to and make all about herself. My God, this bitch is delusional beyond words.

I have off on Friday and my sister is already pestering me about what are we doing. I would like to do something; however I don't really want to go out with my BIL. And even though I love him to death, I am getting to the point where I don't even want to go out with my nephew. Every single damn time I go out with them, he has to act up and be a nightmare. If I had even the slightest doubt about not having kids before, I can safely say I definitely do not want them now.

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I picked a good day to take a PTO day. I don't have to listen to my FWA and the one who claims to tell it like it is talk about how they had ERMAGHERD SO MUCH FUN on Saturday night with Ms. Hail to the V and that cow Monica at some kind of bingo thingie. Nor will I have to hear about the one who claims to tell it like it is go on and on and on about her rat-faced daughter's cheer-leading competition over the weekend.

Unfortunately it's not turning out to be a very relaxing day. Because like in the grand tradition of this time of the year, we are slammed at work with enormous medical records. I am absolutely freaking out over it. And of course the bitchy at home work always manages to pick the best times to have off. I know she's off next week supposedly but I am not sure how many other days. Oh and the best part is apparently her sister, the other at home worker, is off some of the days as well (again, not sure how many). The day I found that out, I said straight to the new manager and my FWA "how in the hell did that happen?". And all I got in response from my FWA was "well 2 people are allowed to be off in one department" and the new manager said "come on, they're sisters and want to spend the holidays together". I felt like saying I really don't give a shit, I couldn't get 3 lousy days off at the same time as someone else who doesn't even do my job. Three lousy days so I could spend time with my elderly grandparents.

Y'all realize I am never going to let that whole situation go, right?

And then the other day I get an email from the new manager saying that she doesn't know if our former manager had me keep a worklog or not but she'd like for me to send her one every pay period (she did, by the way, but not long before she put her resignation in, she told me I no longer had to send her one). I nearly had a panic attack when I read the email. It's not the part of sending a worklog I am upset about; rather, it's when she looks at mine and the other girls and will probably ask why I am not putting out as much work as them. Because I really can't completely justify it, other than I worry too much about the quality of my work.

I try different ways of doing things but it's like no matter what I do, I still can't get through the work any quicker. I've tried looking at the other girls' work and all I end up doing is being shocked at how much they leave out. I try just skimming the important sections but I've had past experiences where important things have been hidden in sections we normally don't look at so I end up reading every frigging detail of the entire report. And then I always have to check my work for fear I made a mistake.

I also tend to way overthink my grammar. I don't mean just spelling. Things like the correct usage of the past tense, etc. Sometimes I swear if my former manager hadn't been the one to train me to do this job, I wouldn't overthink shit as much as I do.

Fuck You Apple

Two Christmases ago I received an iTunes gift card for $25. Since I was at a point where I refused to use iTunes due to their ridiculous rules and was strictly using Amazon, I tried everything to get rid of it. Unfortunately I had no luck so a few months ago, I finally (and begrudgingly) dug up my old iTunes account and redeemed the gift card under it. As of my last purchase in September I had $7.92 left on it.

Fast forward to the update to iOS 9. The update was successful and I went through the steps of setting everything up. Right then and there is probably where my problem began. It asked me for my Apple ID and password, so I entered it in. Then it asked me to enter my ID for iCloud, so I entered in my Apple ID and it wouldn't take. I tried a few more times and it still didn't take, so I figured I needed to have a separate ID for iCloud, so I entered in my Yahoo email address. Unfortunately after I entered it in, I realized I put the wrong email address so I couldn't verify it.

Fast forward to this past Friday. I decide I want to purchase a song through iTunes and it asks me for my password, I enter it in, and it tells me my Apple ID or password was entered incorrectly. So I pull out my paper that I have the password written down on and sure enough everything was entered correctly. I tried again- same thing. Tried a 3rd time- same thing. I hit the "Forgot?" link and am taken to iForgot page where I am asked to enter my Apple ID. I enter it in and it tells me that ID doesn't exist. So I am taken to a page where I have to enter in my name and email address and I do so and receive the email to reset my password and I do so and I am taken back to the page to enter in my Apple ID and password. And it still doesn't work. I try logging in with my email address (which is my Apple ID@ [email company].com) and password and that takes.

I reopen iTunes again and enter in my email address and password and that takes. However, there is no gift card balance listed. I find my gift card and enter it in the redemption code line and am told it's already been redeemed. Which means I can't even use it with this "new" account. The balance is lost with my original Apple ID account that for some aggravating reason, seemed to disappear into thin air. I don't know what happened to it, but it pisses me off to no end, especially at having to lose that $7.92.

And I attempted to create an account for the Yahoo email address I had entered in for iCloud with the hopes that I could get a verification code and then delete the iCloud account once I accessed it. Unfortunately the email address is already in use, so I couldn't even do that. And some poor soul received an email telling them to verify their iCloud account.

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I switched back to strictly just Colace and I am half-tempted to take back what I said in that I'd rather be constipated than feel like I did. I do feel slightly better, but now I am bloated, the scale is back up and I can't go to the bathroom and I just want to scream. On the Peri-Colace/Miralax regimen, my stomach felt great but I felt like crap, off the regimen, I feel better but my stomach feels like crap. THERE IS NO GODDAMN WIN.

And for all I know, it may not have even been the regimen making me feel horrible. It could have just been a fluke thing. Hormone-related, etc. Even so, I still can't stay on the regimen forever. I've been hesitant to be on it as is. My intestines are lazy enough as is!

Yesterday was Apple Fest. It ended up being kind of a disappointing day. For one thing, it was insanely crowded. And a lot of the people that go are so damn snooty and rude. And I just have to laugh at the hordes of middle aged women dressed like teenagers. It's hysterical. There was one point I had a woman in front of me who was dressed in head to toe Love Pink shit, Ugg boots, and had teal streaks in her hair. I just looked at her and rolled my eyes, thinking oh typical teenage girl today, only to be surprised to find out she was a late middle-aged fake tanned to the gills woman when she turned around.

Actually no I wasn't really that surprised.

And then this bitch with one of those stupid double wide SUV strollers was next to me and on each side of the monstrosity were tags that said "Please wash your hands before you touch mine". Really? Are you kidding me? These people with their obsessions of kids being exposed to germs need to sit down. How are your brats ever going to develop an immune system if they're never exposed to germs? Sometimes I wonder if this is why there are so many kids with freak allergies and shit nowadays. Back when I was in school, I hardly knew anyone, if at all, that had food allergies, let alone severe ones. Nowadays you have kids you can't even say the word "peanut" to without them going into anaphylactic shock.