This Transmission Is Coming To You
heidey ho! just got home from work. we put together some more furniture today. we have a new import supervisor helping us out and she is already on my list. this morning i was writing down a figure and she looked at it and told me i was wrong, so she changed it, the method she used was different but the end result was the same, so i simply asked her what her reasonning was and she jumped in my face talking about "dont you ever speak to me like that again" and "i demand respect" and "i want an apology..." she even threatenned to send me home 7 fucking hours early. so i challenged her and said go ahead. she didnt of course. lucky for me, i talked to my boss about the incident before she did. of course since she is a supervisor and i'm just a lowly peon at the bottom of the ikea food chain, i had to "swallow my pride" because my boss said the tone in which i had spoke to her was wrong (like her getting in my face wasnt wrong?) but i didnt face any penalties for it. it put me in a mad foul mood for the rest of the day though, so i just stayed away from her as much as possible. not much else happened today, unless you count the mosquito that just bit me. i'm tired and hungry, and i miss jenn the way i would miss my left hand if i didnt have it anymore. the agenda for tonight is to do some laundry, read, and hope and pray to hear from ms. kitty sometime tonight. maybe cook dinner if i'm feeling any less lazy later, plan out my expected monthly budget in more detail and flip through the ikea catalogue for more furniture ideas. sounds fun, doesnt it? this damn mosquito is soo dead just as soon as he lands! well, see you later monsieur journal.