My first F
We were "monitored" yesterday at work, which means that people from the State came in and examined our files. The official results aren't in yet, but we're 90% sure that we failed -- the only possible way that we could have passed is if the monitors decide to be super nice and ignore lots of missing social security cards. Since we don't have social security cards on file for many of the providers, it's fallen to me to request them. So at least we're fixing the problem . . . but it's kind of a bitch to deal with in the meantime.
Yesterday was not a great day.
In addition to the monitoring, I was stuck in traffic, making my normally fifteen minute drive last for forty-five minutes. I was so panicked to be late on the day that we were being monitored -- I almost started crying (but I didn't -- and everything turned out OK) -- not a great way to start my day.
My evil co-worker seems to be more evil every day. I was really freaked out last week because I . . . did something . . . to my laptop (we won't say what, but it was an accident). Luckily, we didn't have to consult the Evil One because it worked just fine the next day. But then the day after, it wouldn't let me connect to the network, claiming that a cord was unplugged. All cords were, in fact, plugged in. At this point, I had to go to the Evil One. Grrrr. She thinks that she knows about computers, but she doesn't. She wouldn't let me explain what the problem was (of course) and spent forty-five minutes on the phone with our computer guys before she saw the same message that I did about the cord being unplugged. Apparently she was just as mean to our computer guys as she is to everyone else. Go figure. The whole time that she was working on my computer, I was shaking, almost on the verge of resigning. Co-workers shouldn't instill fear in each other. Luckily, I barely have to interact with this woman, but on that day I thought I was going to burst into tears.
Yesterday the Evil One yelled at my supervisor and gave her the finger.
I'm hoping that this will result in disciplinary action.
All in all yesterday was not a good day.
At home last night, I finally called Erika -- only to discover that her old number now belongs to other people . . . so I don't have any clue where she is. On the one hand, this kind of helps me to relieve a little bit of my guilt for not calling her, but on the other . . . I mean, I didn't keep in touch the whole time she was in Spain and I didn't get to see her over Christmas break, so it's been a long time. And not only that, but she also has my Zeta badge -- so in addition to seeing her, I'd also like my badge back -- though I'm beginning to wonder if it's gone from me forever.
I did discover one good thing yesterday -- lots of coffee makes me feel better! Though it didn't erase the shitty day at the office, it helped me get through it. Maybe this morning, I'll stop by Moxie on my way to work. Mmmmmmm . . . Moxie . . .
Yesterday was not a great day.
In addition to the monitoring, I was stuck in traffic, making my normally fifteen minute drive last for forty-five minutes. I was so panicked to be late on the day that we were being monitored -- I almost started crying (but I didn't -- and everything turned out OK) -- not a great way to start my day.
My evil co-worker seems to be more evil every day. I was really freaked out last week because I . . . did something . . . to my laptop (we won't say what, but it was an accident). Luckily, we didn't have to consult the Evil One because it worked just fine the next day. But then the day after, it wouldn't let me connect to the network, claiming that a cord was unplugged. All cords were, in fact, plugged in. At this point, I had to go to the Evil One. Grrrr. She thinks that she knows about computers, but she doesn't. She wouldn't let me explain what the problem was (of course) and spent forty-five minutes on the phone with our computer guys before she saw the same message that I did about the cord being unplugged. Apparently she was just as mean to our computer guys as she is to everyone else. Go figure. The whole time that she was working on my computer, I was shaking, almost on the verge of resigning. Co-workers shouldn't instill fear in each other. Luckily, I barely have to interact with this woman, but on that day I thought I was going to burst into tears.
Yesterday the Evil One yelled at my supervisor and gave her the finger.
I'm hoping that this will result in disciplinary action.
All in all yesterday was not a good day.
At home last night, I finally called Erika -- only to discover that her old number now belongs to other people . . . so I don't have any clue where she is. On the one hand, this kind of helps me to relieve a little bit of my guilt for not calling her, but on the other . . . I mean, I didn't keep in touch the whole time she was in Spain and I didn't get to see her over Christmas break, so it's been a long time. And not only that, but she also has my Zeta badge -- so in addition to seeing her, I'd also like my badge back -- though I'm beginning to wonder if it's gone from me forever.
I did discover one good thing yesterday -- lots of coffee makes me feel better! Though it didn't erase the shitty day at the office, it helped me get through it. Maybe this morning, I'll stop by Moxie on my way to work. Mmmmmmm . . . Moxie . . .