Spare change
The potential for sexual harassment suits is amazingly strong in this office. Not that I really care, unless someone gets touchy or corners me in a bathroom... But I wore a sweater that ties right under my boobs today and one of my IT guys said I looked like I had "boobie hammocks"... And a while ago I was kneeling on the floor while filing and Denis actually said "Oh, on your knees? It's where any good woman should be"
Seriously.
I think it's pretty funny, mostly because I know there's no harm behind it... And because, well, I know my boobs are pretty much my defining factor. Hell, more people know me as “Sugar Tits” than my real name. So whatever.
We get the keys to our house on Saturday and we only have two boxes packed. The movers will be here on the 15th…. And we’re apparently not too concerned. I think we’re both just so relieved to be going to a beautiful house with a back yard and a puppy free upstairs, we don’t really care what happens between now and then.
The new car comes tomorrow, even though it was supposed to be here on Friday… And even though it’s way late, I still owe 1400 dollars to the carrier. So after that, the 350 bucks I paid to register it, the rent for both the apartment and the house, the car payment, college loan payment and my credit cards… I’m out about 3500 bucks this month. I nearly cried the other night when I saw my bank account plummet. So hooray for savings accounts and the hopeful sale of my Saturn.
And I guess when one thing changes everything else has to follow suit… I’m up for a job with a recruiting company to be an IT recruiter. I’m sort of really hoping I get it… The only thing, I’d have to move to Philadelphia after about eight months of training. Surprisingly, I’m not opposed to that. But I don’t think Lauren would come with me… Well, not until the last minute when it finally kicked in that I’d actually be leaving. But it isn’t a real possibility yet. I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.
Seriously.
I think it's pretty funny, mostly because I know there's no harm behind it... And because, well, I know my boobs are pretty much my defining factor. Hell, more people know me as “Sugar Tits” than my real name. So whatever.
We get the keys to our house on Saturday and we only have two boxes packed. The movers will be here on the 15th…. And we’re apparently not too concerned. I think we’re both just so relieved to be going to a beautiful house with a back yard and a puppy free upstairs, we don’t really care what happens between now and then.
The new car comes tomorrow, even though it was supposed to be here on Friday… And even though it’s way late, I still owe 1400 dollars to the carrier. So after that, the 350 bucks I paid to register it, the rent for both the apartment and the house, the car payment, college loan payment and my credit cards… I’m out about 3500 bucks this month. I nearly cried the other night when I saw my bank account plummet. So hooray for savings accounts and the hopeful sale of my Saturn.
And I guess when one thing changes everything else has to follow suit… I’m up for a job with a recruiting company to be an IT recruiter. I’m sort of really hoping I get it… The only thing, I’d have to move to Philadelphia after about eight months of training. Surprisingly, I’m not opposed to that. But I don’t think Lauren would come with me… Well, not until the last minute when it finally kicked in that I’d actually be leaving. But it isn’t a real possibility yet. I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.