ZOMG! Look, it's an update!
It's 7:45am. I've been at work for an hour.
I'm tired. Grumpy. Completely stressed.
I'm a ball of fucking fun.
Promotion: Operations Coordinator
Effective Date: February 6, 2007
Outlook: Hating it
Current Project: Written Plans due by 9am.
So yesterday I moved from my windowless office on the second floor to my almost corner office with a gorgeous view on the 12th floor.
Momma's moving on up. Of course the 10 floor jump came with 10 floors worth of stress. I wish I could have brought my assistant with me. This new one, isn't so great.
Currently she's got her radio on 3 decimals too loud, listening to some radio preacher ramble on about God. I'm no anti-Christ, but save me. She takes more personal calls than anything else, and she has yet to finish the simple formatting task I gave her yesterday.
Now, I'm not one to rant about slacking off at work. Heaven knows I do my fair share. Difference is, I get my work done PRIOR. I expect the same.
Everyone keeps telling me I seem distant, withdrawn, unreachable.
No.
I just don't want to talk to you.
:] kidding (maybe)
So my birthday is coming up.
2 months.
Start planning.
I expect great things.
You know what else irks me?
People who use your loyalty against you.
"I can treat you like shit and you keep coming back."
Fuck you.
I'm not coming back.
I'm nobody's bitch.
Yeah.
This was completely pointless.
Now stop bitching about me never updating.
I'm tired. Grumpy. Completely stressed.
I'm a ball of fucking fun.
Promotion: Operations Coordinator
Effective Date: February 6, 2007
Outlook: Hating it
Current Project: Written Plans due by 9am.
So yesterday I moved from my windowless office on the second floor to my almost corner office with a gorgeous view on the 12th floor.
Momma's moving on up. Of course the 10 floor jump came with 10 floors worth of stress. I wish I could have brought my assistant with me. This new one, isn't so great.
Currently she's got her radio on 3 decimals too loud, listening to some radio preacher ramble on about God. I'm no anti-Christ, but save me. She takes more personal calls than anything else, and she has yet to finish the simple formatting task I gave her yesterday.
Now, I'm not one to rant about slacking off at work. Heaven knows I do my fair share. Difference is, I get my work done PRIOR. I expect the same.
Everyone keeps telling me I seem distant, withdrawn, unreachable.
No.
I just don't want to talk to you.
:] kidding (maybe)
So my birthday is coming up.
2 months.
Start planning.
I expect great things.
You know what else irks me?
People who use your loyalty against you.
"I can treat you like shit and you keep coming back."
Fuck you.
I'm not coming back.
I'm nobody's bitch.
Yeah.
This was completely pointless.
Now stop bitching about me never updating.