I have been so swamped at work, swamped at home, borderline suicidal, borderline depressed to even think about logging in to blog. It has been dangerous for the last couple of weeks around this camp. Those that have the power around this camp are a bunch of idiots and my blood begins to boil just thinking about it.
I have 39 days until I get on the boat and sail away from this camp. I can't wait. My prayer is that I be either on my way out of this mad maze of crazy people or the major crazy people get some serious medication and sit down some where.
I am on the hunt for something that make sense in the way of employment. Not sure where my path will lead me, but it certainly can't be as bad as this is. Every place has some sketchy areas but it takes a few months or possibly years to find out how bad it really is. My first thought was to go back to Target and wear a red shirt and khakis for a couple of months to decompress, but my bank account and 401(k) savings :) ain't showing me able to do that. There was a time in my life that I could do that and I did. Those 3 months that I unloaded trucks for Target and slept during the day helped me a lot. Maybe I will find a rich man on the cruise that is willing to take me away from this madness. Unfortunately, Steve Harvey got married a few weeks ago, his bank account is nice and I would have been arm candy for DAYSSSSS for him. Oh, well.
I am scheduled to return to Belgium on the 14th of September. That is the only bright spot of this job. My bosses bad attitude about this place and his increasing frustration adds to my bad attitude and increasing frustration.
It is probably best that I stop writing for the day and go find something else to do. I will visit USAJobs and see what is going on there.
Later...
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Friday, July 6, 2007
Rewind and then Fast Foward or Pause....
This week was absolutely crazy...after my episode of being insubordinate on Monday. I was close to a manslaughter charge on Tuesday. The MAIN person that causes so much confusion had the nerve to try to pass blame. Well, while in a meeting with my superiors I went off. If it wasn't for CC sitting next to me calming me down I was close to ripping the trouble makers throat out. I was soo upset that I found myself getting choked up and my eyes were burning from fire. Ms. Troublemaker has been out for the rest of the week because she doesn't like to be called on the carpet. I am sure she is planning a way to get back at me for putting her on front street. She better come correct or she will be blasted again.
Wednesday was a pretty lazy day. I slept for most of it, washed some clothes and then around 2ish I drove Phoebe and Kam to a cookout WAAAY down the road. We went to a family friend's new digs that sits on 21 acres of land right on the water. It was beautiful. We got there about 10 minutes before the shindig was over so we were just visiting with people that we hadn't seen in a while. Phoebe knew she was going to have to pay for grub since we were late.
Thursday...the boss man decided to stay home. I stayed close to my office because I didn't want to cause any trouble. I still want to slap the crap out of the "know it all". They are pissing me off and I am doing my best not to go off on them.
I am glad today is Friday. I want to wait until around 6 and hit the Pause button for about 48 hours. I don't want to do ANYTHING.
We have major work to get out of here next week so my time blogging may be limited unless I blow everyone off. That is very possible.
Catch you later.
Wednesday was a pretty lazy day. I slept for most of it, washed some clothes and then around 2ish I drove Phoebe and Kam to a cookout WAAAY down the road. We went to a family friend's new digs that sits on 21 acres of land right on the water. It was beautiful. We got there about 10 minutes before the shindig was over so we were just visiting with people that we hadn't seen in a while. Phoebe knew she was going to have to pay for grub since we were late.
Thursday...the boss man decided to stay home. I stayed close to my office because I didn't want to cause any trouble. I still want to slap the crap out of the "know it all". They are pissing me off and I am doing my best not to go off on them.
I am glad today is Friday. I want to wait until around 6 and hit the Pause button for about 48 hours. I don't want to do ANYTHING.
We have major work to get out of here next week so my time blogging may be limited unless I blow everyone off. That is very possible.
Catch you later.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Monday Madness...
After a really good weekend...I had to come to work and deal with some major crap from upper management. Sorry G'Nae for being mean to you.
Friday...I left work a little early to go pick up my clothes for my cruise. I had put things on layaway to work on my impulsive shopping problem. I had picked up some shoes and wound up leaving them right there. I walked out the store with a smile on my face. If you seen my closet you would have been proud too. I only got one pair of shoes this weekend. After I picked up my clothes I went on home to get ready to go to "G and Pocketbooks" house. I showered and packed a bag. In the midst of doing this I was having some serious pain in my jaw. I have been dealing with dental issues and this was not a good feeling. I jumped in the car and started on my way and actually had to pull over because the pain was so intense. I managed to get to the house and was begging for drugs to get some relief. Pocketbook hadn't fixed my dinner and she told me to come back next week and it would be ready. So I had to fix my own and I fussed at her the whole time. After chucking down 2 650mg Tylenol I was feeling really good. I forgot about my pain and was ready to rock. About 2 hours later I was feeling a little sleepy so I sat down, before I knew it, I was sucked into that spot on every one's sofa that defies gravity. Around 2 or 3 I managed to get up the steps and fall onto Pocketbook's Princess Bed. It wasn't my pillow top but I was whipped.
Saturday...early to rise and late to bed. We were up and preparing for the onslaught of guests. G was having a housewarming cook out. And warm house it was. Once the folks got there all the air that was in the house was sucked out. Kids and people everywhere. Sissy and I did the smart thing and grab chairs and sat on the deck. It was actually cooler outside than inside. GQ45 was on the grill and he was making all kinds of creations. I sampled a few and we decided that we would add those to our ever growing cookbook. GQ45 is G's dad and my godfather. He is so protective of me and who I date. So I got the inquisition every time my cell phone rang. He was there Friday night when it rang around 11 and he wanted to know who was calling me so late and why I was giggling. WHATEVER!!
A couple of guys feel through the cookout that had the potential of putting in some work with me, but only because of looks. The first guy was very attractive, nice build, BALD and CHOCOLATY....yummy. But he immediately started being OVERLY helpful, getting in my way. So i took advantage and had him take all the trash (12 bags) from the back of the house to the front, empty the coolers and lock up the grill. Then he started talking about having 2 jobs and 2 kids and traveling. Yada, yada, yada, I got bored with him. Then he asked to be excused to go smoke a cigerette...yuck...he was off the list. He came back and said he was going to leave for the evening and that it was a pleasure to me me. I was like cool. Nice to meet you maybe I will see you before the summer is over...about 45 minutes later he comes back with a different shirt and standing around trying to be noticed. I talked to him casually for a few minutes. He goes in the house and comes barreling out with a small child in tow, apparently this little boy had been beating up some little girl, he makes the boy drop and do 25 push ups. I was totally turned off then, who knows what this nut job would make me do if I didn't do what he asked me. The other guy has been an acquaintance for years. But he is about 7 or more years younger than me. When he was in high school he would call me at work and just talk. We always exchange long hugs and neck nuzzles when we do see each other. Well this brother was seriously about to be violated on Saturday. I was sitting minding my business. I had taken a few sips of "Bubbles and Blue" and was a little relaxed. But very aware of my surroundings...and here he comes...looking sexy and smelling good. He runs his hands through my hair and tells me that it feels really soft. Since I am wearing it natural I don't trip because some water and my fingers would straighten out the damage. But the thing that bothered me the most is that men's fingers in my hair drives me over the edge. Sissy and G seen it happening and knew it would be trouble. He stopped and laughed, he said "I knew I should have gotten with you, I wouldn't have to put in much work for you." Little did he know that would begin his work. :) Anyway, after I regained my composure and said a prayer that he wouldn't return. He came back. This time the kitchen was full of people and I could not escape. He even went as far as sitting on my lap to pin me down. It was feeling soooooo good I had considered flipping that fella on the floor and riding into the sunset. But I didn't, I lost a contact because my eyes rolled in the back of my head. At one point a few people had taken out their cell phones and took pictures. After that I was done. I retreated to the recliner and pulled a blanket up on me and went to sleep. He came by before leaving and told me good night and how much he enjoyed our time together. Funny....
Sunday...I popped up around 5, I was still on the recliner and my mouth was DRY....I grabbed my stuff and asked G to turn off the alarm so I could go get ready for church. Now I don't care what time I get in, I am going to church if I am in town. I went and the message was wonderful. I left and went back to G's to help her clean up the rest of her stuff and grab some grub for later. I watched a few movies, or should I say they watched me. Around 10 ish, little sister came barreling in my room to tell me that her husband's car had blown up. I sat straight up in my bed, I was half in and out and needed some clarification, since she wasn't screaming or crying, I knew he wasn't in it. My dad took her to see what happened. Apparently he was getting ready to go in the building and he smelt smoke in the car, when he looked up he seen flames, he tried to grab some stuff before someone grabbed him and told him to get away. The only thing left are the tires. I will have to wait until I get home to actually see the car.
Monday...this office is crazy and so are the people. I am ready to slap someone and needed this time to blog to do something that didn't require me to think.
Thanks for spending the time.
Friday...I left work a little early to go pick up my clothes for my cruise. I had put things on layaway to work on my impulsive shopping problem. I had picked up some shoes and wound up leaving them right there. I walked out the store with a smile on my face. If you seen my closet you would have been proud too. I only got one pair of shoes this weekend. After I picked up my clothes I went on home to get ready to go to "G and Pocketbooks" house. I showered and packed a bag. In the midst of doing this I was having some serious pain in my jaw. I have been dealing with dental issues and this was not a good feeling. I jumped in the car and started on my way and actually had to pull over because the pain was so intense. I managed to get to the house and was begging for drugs to get some relief. Pocketbook hadn't fixed my dinner and she told me to come back next week and it would be ready. So I had to fix my own and I fussed at her the whole time. After chucking down 2 650mg Tylenol I was feeling really good. I forgot about my pain and was ready to rock. About 2 hours later I was feeling a little sleepy so I sat down, before I knew it, I was sucked into that spot on every one's sofa that defies gravity. Around 2 or 3 I managed to get up the steps and fall onto Pocketbook's Princess Bed. It wasn't my pillow top but I was whipped.
Saturday...early to rise and late to bed. We were up and preparing for the onslaught of guests. G was having a housewarming cook out. And warm house it was. Once the folks got there all the air that was in the house was sucked out. Kids and people everywhere. Sissy and I did the smart thing and grab chairs and sat on the deck. It was actually cooler outside than inside. GQ45 was on the grill and he was making all kinds of creations. I sampled a few and we decided that we would add those to our ever growing cookbook. GQ45 is G's dad and my godfather. He is so protective of me and who I date. So I got the inquisition every time my cell phone rang. He was there Friday night when it rang around 11 and he wanted to know who was calling me so late and why I was giggling. WHATEVER!!
A couple of guys feel through the cookout that had the potential of putting in some work with me, but only because of looks. The first guy was very attractive, nice build, BALD and CHOCOLATY....yummy. But he immediately started being OVERLY helpful, getting in my way. So i took advantage and had him take all the trash (12 bags) from the back of the house to the front, empty the coolers and lock up the grill. Then he started talking about having 2 jobs and 2 kids and traveling. Yada, yada, yada, I got bored with him. Then he asked to be excused to go smoke a cigerette...yuck...he was off the list. He came back and said he was going to leave for the evening and that it was a pleasure to me me. I was like cool. Nice to meet you maybe I will see you before the summer is over...about 45 minutes later he comes back with a different shirt and standing around trying to be noticed. I talked to him casually for a few minutes. He goes in the house and comes barreling out with a small child in tow, apparently this little boy had been beating up some little girl, he makes the boy drop and do 25 push ups. I was totally turned off then, who knows what this nut job would make me do if I didn't do what he asked me. The other guy has been an acquaintance for years. But he is about 7 or more years younger than me. When he was in high school he would call me at work and just talk. We always exchange long hugs and neck nuzzles when we do see each other. Well this brother was seriously about to be violated on Saturday. I was sitting minding my business. I had taken a few sips of "Bubbles and Blue" and was a little relaxed. But very aware of my surroundings...and here he comes...looking sexy and smelling good. He runs his hands through my hair and tells me that it feels really soft. Since I am wearing it natural I don't trip because some water and my fingers would straighten out the damage. But the thing that bothered me the most is that men's fingers in my hair drives me over the edge. Sissy and G seen it happening and knew it would be trouble. He stopped and laughed, he said "I knew I should have gotten with you, I wouldn't have to put in much work for you." Little did he know that would begin his work. :) Anyway, after I regained my composure and said a prayer that he wouldn't return. He came back. This time the kitchen was full of people and I could not escape. He even went as far as sitting on my lap to pin me down. It was feeling soooooo good I had considered flipping that fella on the floor and riding into the sunset. But I didn't, I lost a contact because my eyes rolled in the back of my head. At one point a few people had taken out their cell phones and took pictures. After that I was done. I retreated to the recliner and pulled a blanket up on me and went to sleep. He came by before leaving and told me good night and how much he enjoyed our time together. Funny....
Sunday...I popped up around 5, I was still on the recliner and my mouth was DRY....I grabbed my stuff and asked G to turn off the alarm so I could go get ready for church. Now I don't care what time I get in, I am going to church if I am in town. I went and the message was wonderful. I left and went back to G's to help her clean up the rest of her stuff and grab some grub for later. I watched a few movies, or should I say they watched me. Around 10 ish, little sister came barreling in my room to tell me that her husband's car had blown up. I sat straight up in my bed, I was half in and out and needed some clarification, since she wasn't screaming or crying, I knew he wasn't in it. My dad took her to see what happened. Apparently he was getting ready to go in the building and he smelt smoke in the car, when he looked up he seen flames, he tried to grab some stuff before someone grabbed him and told him to get away. The only thing left are the tires. I will have to wait until I get home to actually see the car.
Monday...this office is crazy and so are the people. I am ready to slap someone and needed this time to blog to do something that didn't require me to think.
Thanks for spending the time.
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