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I got some kind of weird verbal warning via email from my supervisor, the one who got promoted half a year ago after she and I spent two years prior to that as work-from-home ops chatting the biggest most insubordinant shit about all kinds of managers and policy, etc. to each other using the company chat software integrated into a logged ( Read more... )

My dad's work truck, an 18 wheeler with loaded trailer=kaboom crash ( Read more... )

I will get 50 bucks for you, breastpump of much pain and sorrow, even if I have to email with 20 different people 10 different times each about any little question they have which will undoubtedly include "omg way out in Genesee will you meet me halfway or just drop it off at my door?" Ok, meet or drop it at your door maybe if you don't say at the ( Read more... )

It was our eighth or ninth or, I don't know at this point, trip to South Carolina, this time to see the wedding of Tony's son to his long-time girlfriend or "babymama" as Tony calls her in his blog. The wedding, the visiting, the eating, the swimming were all great but we do keep learning things about the traveling part ( Read more... )

Work confidant, the one you talk shit to every day, like, the worst stuff you could possibly say about coworkers, management, the company, etc. and who you felt was stuck at the bottom with you forever because though she was your friend she was a truly terrible employee thus talking shit with her was ok? Promoted to supervisor, effective in two ( Read more... )

It is still Christmas at my mother’s house, I know, I saw it with my own eyes. I went to visit my mother because it is tax season and generally I don’t have a mother during tax season, therefore Tess does not have a maternal grandmother during tax season but since I had two days off...IN A ROW...I decided to break into the no-mother-no-grandmother ( Read more... )

Federal and state tax refunds have been deposited so we don’t have to tell the baby to duck when in the car due to medical debt collectors threatening to take her away to chop up some big rocks with a small hammer. Phew! And we had baby-free date night Saturday using our Xmas gift certificates, spending a whopping $4.86 on appetizer to split, ( Read more... )

It's a big, fat hate bandwagon at my job right now. Hate the job, hate the job, hate the job. Sometimes I play games with myself to LIKE THE JOB, LIKE THE JOB, LIKE THE JOB but there isn't anything to like about it except money gets deposited to my bank account. There's the sitting at home with the baby while working thing and the there-are-no- ( Read more... )

Back to work and...KITTEN ( Read more... )