Take a roadtrip like a boss
My boss is a gigantic asshole.
Our shredder is broken... you can shred stuff on it, but you have to flip in on and off repeatedly for every piece of paper until it deigns to start up. It's a major pain in the ass, and he refuses to buy a new one. So today, I've already got a full to-do list, and he gives me two full boxes of paper to shred.
He has a fully functional shredder in his office. That only he can use.
He also announced today that the support staff aren't allowed to eat in the receptionist area, which would be reasonable except that they don't get a lunch break. They have to eat on the job. He also yelled at them for putting their lunch time on their timesheets... even though they work while they eat. (As a coworker put it "well, like hell I'm going to answer the phones while I'm eating now.")
He only started this goddamn business as an excuse to exercise as much power over a group of people as he can. You think I'm exaggerating, but I am so not. He micromanages like crazy, flips out if anybody so much as orders envelops without telling him first (not joking), promises our clients unreasonable things and then forces the staff to find a way to do them, and gets absolutely pissed if anyone ever questions him.
My father thinks that he's just the nicest person ever... probably my father is the only friend the bastard's ever had. Dad's completely oblivious... every time I tell him about how he treats the support staff like shit he defends him and starts talking about how much stress he's under. HE'S STRESSED? Everybody in the office is constantly buried in paperwork and taking on more than they can handle because he keeps finding new clients. Dad says at least he got me a good summer job. It's a good job... of course, the only reason I was hired was to give my boss leverage over Dad. (God, my father is a tool.)
On a more cheerful note, the trip to Columbus was wonderful! At theartichoke 's suggestion, we stopped at Big Mama's in Athens on the way up to get burritos... and it was delicious.
Bert has an awesome apartment at his college, and I got to tell an embarrassing story about tampons to some random guy who was hanging around. I think Kaileen (Bert's girlfriend) got it on tape. -.- I'd better never go into politics.
Anyway, the next day found us headed out to Waffle House and then the fair. Highlights of the fair: an abusive rollercoaster that bruised up my hips, a funhouse with mirror maze, a series of nausea-inducing rides, childhood movie posters that
kazie_komikcat and I have pledged to own one day and plaster all over our apartment, old 80's-90's toys for sale, fuzzy chickens, rabbits with shojo eyes, a cow sculpted from butter, and a petting zoo with brahmas.
Then we went over to Easton mall, which I had never been to, and got some Chinese food which was much better than any mall Chinese food I have ever had... but please keep in mind that I hadn't eaten since the waffle house. Brad's friend Kaleb showed up. He seemed pretty cool, although Brad assures me that this isn't true. It was good to meet him, though. I hear a lot about Kaleb, but all I really know about him is that he hit on me via Facebook one time when he was drunk.
We hung out in Hot Topik where there was a fairly decent band fooling around and I tried to keep my knee-jerk gag reaction to Hot Topik down to a minimum. I was not so successful at GameStop, because I'm 90 and opinionated and hate video games. (Actually, I was doing about average until Bert tried to tell me that I would enjoy Final Fantasy 39 or whatever. I disapprove of any game that isn't Zelda, Katamari Dimache, SuperNintendo-oriented, or something that allows me to watch Naruto beat the shit out of seven-year-old girl.) Anyway, Kaileen and Bert and I split off and went to the fair-trade store, which was AMAZING!!! There was crazy jewlery and headscarves and regular scarves and cool pottery and everything was brightly colored and awesome. It was EPIC. And Kaileen and I got to complain to each other how much we hate being poor, which was rewarding for me. Kaileen is a pretty awesome person.
Everyone else had migrated to Borders at this point, so we went over there and mooned around. Kazie tried to find some nerdy Naruto paraphenlia, but none was to be had, so instead we looked at postcards and a book with a giant list of euphemisms for masturbation (guy's, though... the gal's section had about 7 terms, and that made me sad. I love euphemisms for female masturbation.) ... No, I have no idea what this book was called or what it was supposed to be about.
At this point it was about 9:30, and I had to go to work the next morning, not to mention that the mall was pretty much closing up, so we moseyed back to the car, then eventually back to Bert's dorm (where his roommates immediately vacated the premise without even bothering to turn off their video game... very subtle.), and then back to the road for the long and depressing trip back to Marietta.
We all agreed that Columbus and Athens are amazing and wonderful and if we had any other choice we would have stayed there. Brad's real ready to be back at college. I don't blame him... he has so much more to look forward to. I think I'm going to try to get out and do stuff this coming semester... I mean, I miss out on a LOT just hanging around campus all the time. There are five colleges in my area, I should take advantage of being somewhere new and exciting and young.
I'm also real ready to graduate and have a place (and a job!) of my own. I'm so over being dependent on my negligent parents.
Our shredder is broken... you can shred stuff on it, but you have to flip in on and off repeatedly for every piece of paper until it deigns to start up. It's a major pain in the ass, and he refuses to buy a new one. So today, I've already got a full to-do list, and he gives me two full boxes of paper to shred.
He has a fully functional shredder in his office. That only he can use.
He also announced today that the support staff aren't allowed to eat in the receptionist area, which would be reasonable except that they don't get a lunch break. They have to eat on the job. He also yelled at them for putting their lunch time on their timesheets... even though they work while they eat. (As a coworker put it "well, like hell I'm going to answer the phones while I'm eating now.")
He only started this goddamn business as an excuse to exercise as much power over a group of people as he can. You think I'm exaggerating, but I am so not. He micromanages like crazy, flips out if anybody so much as orders envelops without telling him first (not joking), promises our clients unreasonable things and then forces the staff to find a way to do them, and gets absolutely pissed if anyone ever questions him.
My father thinks that he's just the nicest person ever... probably my father is the only friend the bastard's ever had. Dad's completely oblivious... every time I tell him about how he treats the support staff like shit he defends him and starts talking about how much stress he's under. HE'S STRESSED? Everybody in the office is constantly buried in paperwork and taking on more than they can handle because he keeps finding new clients. Dad says at least he got me a good summer job. It's a good job... of course, the only reason I was hired was to give my boss leverage over Dad. (God, my father is a tool.)
On a more cheerful note, the trip to Columbus was wonderful! At theartichoke 's suggestion, we stopped at Big Mama's in Athens on the way up to get burritos... and it was delicious.
Bert has an awesome apartment at his college, and I got to tell an embarrassing story about tampons to some random guy who was hanging around. I think Kaileen (Bert's girlfriend) got it on tape. -.- I'd better never go into politics.
Anyway, the next day found us headed out to Waffle House and then the fair. Highlights of the fair: an abusive rollercoaster that bruised up my hips, a funhouse with mirror maze, a series of nausea-inducing rides, childhood movie posters that
kazie_komikcat and I have pledged to own one day and plaster all over our apartment, old 80's-90's toys for sale, fuzzy chickens, rabbits with shojo eyes, a cow sculpted from butter, and a petting zoo with brahmas.
Then we went over to Easton mall, which I had never been to, and got some Chinese food which was much better than any mall Chinese food I have ever had... but please keep in mind that I hadn't eaten since the waffle house. Brad's friend Kaleb showed up. He seemed pretty cool, although Brad assures me that this isn't true. It was good to meet him, though. I hear a lot about Kaleb, but all I really know about him is that he hit on me via Facebook one time when he was drunk.
We hung out in Hot Topik where there was a fairly decent band fooling around and I tried to keep my knee-jerk gag reaction to Hot Topik down to a minimum. I was not so successful at GameStop, because I'm 90 and opinionated and hate video games. (Actually, I was doing about average until Bert tried to tell me that I would enjoy Final Fantasy 39 or whatever. I disapprove of any game that isn't Zelda, Katamari Dimache, SuperNintendo-oriented, or something that allows me to watch Naruto beat the shit out of seven-year-old girl.) Anyway, Kaileen and Bert and I split off and went to the fair-trade store, which was AMAZING!!! There was crazy jewlery and headscarves and regular scarves and cool pottery and everything was brightly colored and awesome. It was EPIC. And Kaileen and I got to complain to each other how much we hate being poor, which was rewarding for me. Kaileen is a pretty awesome person.
Everyone else had migrated to Borders at this point, so we went over there and mooned around. Kazie tried to find some nerdy Naruto paraphenlia, but none was to be had, so instead we looked at postcards and a book with a giant list of euphemisms for masturbation (guy's, though... the gal's section had about 7 terms, and that made me sad. I love euphemisms for female masturbation.) ... No, I have no idea what this book was called or what it was supposed to be about.
At this point it was about 9:30, and I had to go to work the next morning, not to mention that the mall was pretty much closing up, so we moseyed back to the car, then eventually back to Bert's dorm (where his roommates immediately vacated the premise without even bothering to turn off their video game... very subtle.), and then back to the road for the long and depressing trip back to Marietta.
We all agreed that Columbus and Athens are amazing and wonderful and if we had any other choice we would have stayed there. Brad's real ready to be back at college. I don't blame him... he has so much more to look forward to. I think I'm going to try to get out and do stuff this coming semester... I mean, I miss out on a LOT just hanging around campus all the time. There are five colleges in my area, I should take advantage of being somewhere new and exciting and young.
I'm also real ready to graduate and have a place (and a job!) of my own. I'm so over being dependent on my negligent parents.