Apr 13, 2005 07:51
I soooo need to update this thing. I got the new job and my old job has decided to keep me "under contract" which means I still have access to the facilities, kinda have an office, but it's more like the office Milton had in office space. "Have you seen my stapler?" Sooo yeah, totally digging the new job with Golden Tech (GT). It's a slow season, but there's a lot of good people there...except Richard. A 50 year old man that has spent his life in a retail computer sales position, making $1200 a month. He's married, no kids, but he does have 5 cats. We have to deal with his stories about them on a daily basis. And he won't shut up. What makes it worse is that he is one of those people that laughs at his own horrible jokes with this annoying "ARF ARF ARF!" seal laugh and when you TRY to tell your story, you arbruptly cut off with another interruption about 'Twinkle, the cat that owned a dog.' I swear this man is enough to make any sane person ballistic. Fits right up there in the 'OMFGZ THAT WAS OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE' group of people that seem to be drawn to me. One being my mother, the only woman I know who can sit through 5 hours of traffic with me and say "Cheryl, I think I am going to die." WTF!! BTW, she did this about a week ago, but she did hook me up with about $1000 that morning so I kept my mouth shut and just tried to deal with her meaningless babble. /sigh
Welp, back to that thing called 'life' so I can get to work, etc, etc...