Friday, February 26, 2010

The key thing to remember in life is that there are lots of different kinds of people. This is what I keep saying to myself. I am not talking about ethnicity, size, shape, or anything physical. I know we come packaged in many different ways. No, I'm talking about people that are morally bankrupt, people that would be so scandalous they'd "sell they baby pampers", people that have sex with say, animals. Those kind of people. And there are even more disturbing kinds of people I am finding out. The two girls one cup chicks come to mind.

Now, I haven't run across many people that have done those last two, but it seems that I either know or work with the morally deficient. Perplexing even more is that these folks claim to go to church. That's mind blowing. And it reinforces the fact that some of these bible thumpin holy rollers are truly just...wrong. I would rather not been to church in ten years than to go on Sunday and then Monday thru Friday slit throats climbing the corporate ladder. I dunno, maybe that's just me.

Now lets say you frown upon prostitutes, gold diggers, strippers, realtity stars or any other chick that will get naked or fuck for some money or fame. Can you frown on them but then put a suit on and suck dick five days a week? How is that different? I'm pretty sure the chick in my office is a managerial whore. Not only that, she's tainted the rest of the staff into believing that the rest of us are lazy as hell. I'm over her and winter. That's what I have to say about that.

I'm so excited to be getting together with my girls next week. I haven't seen some of them in so long! Should be nice. But don't expect a report on Friday...I am off the first three Fridays in March-so you'll have to wait!

Monday, February 15, 2010

After being held hostage in my home for exactly 11 days, I have managed to tunnel out and get my ass back to work. And, I haven't been this happy to be at work for the last six months (or since the OM lost her GD mind). But whatever. I'm not at home. I'm not the short order cook serving up meals every 3 hours. I'm not the laundry washer and the problem fixer 24/7. Talk about cabin fever. Could it have happened any other weekend than Valentine's Day weekend?

But I made it with no major drama, so that's what's important.

You would think that after a week of no work BS, I'd be happy. Nah, I'm waiting for someone to step to me like they've lost their minds after not seeing me for a week. I guess I got a good dose of pessimism while at home. Hmmmm...

There's not that much to report unless you want a recap on how my phone kept me from dying of boredom, how my hubby's top priority during the blizzard was to go out to the DirecTV satellite on the back deck and "de-ice" it with a screwdriver and the Hello Kitty hairdryer, or about grilled cheese sandwiches that I was serving up on a daily basis.

Yeah, folks...I am utterly and completely over winter. I'd take Las Vegas in the dead of July before I go through this again.

Friday, February 05, 2010

Hmmmm...

So I received an email from a friend and former co-worker who moved to Arizona over 3 years ago. She told me she was going to be in town for a week at the end of the month and what could I do to help her see some of our mutual friends?

I, being the little party planner and such, sent out emails to my girls with whom I'm still in touch and told them to holla. Oh, and then I said that I wouldn't be mad if some folks didn't make the cut. LOL.

Apparently that didn't go over with one person, because I received the reply: "I'm down for the get together. And I don't have any grudges."

WTF?!

Okay, yes, I was talking about one of her girls. And yes, I mentioned her friend by name when someone replied, "be more specific on who shouldn't make the cut". I was really tempted to shoot back an email and be like, "No grudges. I just enjoy some people's company more than others". But then thought that sounded a little petty. But then, I thought, "Fuck that" and I don't really care she knows I ain't feelin her friend. In the end, I did nothing but was about to cut the girl that responded off the invite list. See, this is why I can't be bothered with female friend drama.

In other news, shit done got so bad at the office with the big head office manager that it defies logic. Half the time I am stunned that someone thinks she is "manager" material. I realize to some folks that this is their career, but could you be less obvious with your kiss-ass attitude? Sheesh...have some pride.

There's actually a laundry list of shit that is getting on my nerves, but I won't bore the masses.

One thing that truly did make me happy was my advance copy of Sade's SOLDIER OF LOVE. I like it. And while her voice has certainly changed, it is refreshing to see she is still Sade after the long hiatus. Is it better than Lovers Rock? No way. But after hearing all these new corny acts on the radio, I'll take Sade anyday.

Snow bunnies...be safe out there.