The weather the past few days has been a nightmare. A snowy, wet, freezing nightmare out from which I constantly had to unbury my car. I had all these social activities planned for the weekend, but just about all of them were canceled due to inclement weather. Friday was the first day of the storm, and I had thought I would be able to go home
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I mean, it sucks if you're old and getting more physically and mentally creaky every day, but if you're at the point where you just can't handle having your pets anymore without calling people up on the phone and yelling, it's time to let go. PS why the hell would you call a vet's office if you don't intend on taking their advice/setting up an appointment. "Hi I'm just calling to let you know someting's wrong with my pet. Nono, I don't need any help, I just wanted to let you know!"
I got a very sweet bonus at work (a nearly $400 check and a $50 gift card for Home Depot, of all places.) And I know that I was extremely lucky to get such a bonus in this shitty economy, but my boss had all but promised a much, much larger bonus, which was backed up by the accountant who sends out all of these checks...so when I opened up the envelope I couldn't help but be a little dissapointed. I don't know if she exaggerated because she truly didn't know, or if she was just telling us what SHE gets for HER bonus, forgetting that my friend and I are grunts who will probably get less, but either way I was kind of bummed (and then I felt stupid for being bummed over getting $400ish and a gift card for free.) I kind of went crazy with Christmas this year, expecting that the mythical larger bonus would balance everything out, but oh well.
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