Jul 02, 2006 21:25
this was supposed to be J's weekend (and his holiday) to have TLG but the ex decided she was going to take him on vacation instead. gr. so, i ended up going down to AC with J. while he gambled at the Taj, i wandered the boardwalk. no luck shopping but i got a couple pictures of scenery and birds. met him just outside Showboat where we went in so i could troll for beads. i asked several people where they got their beads and received vague and contradictory answers. i finally stopped a cocktail waitress who was incredibly nice and helpful to the point of flagging down another co-worker to make sure the answer she gave me (to ask security for them) was right. i shoulda tipped her lol. off to the security booth i wandered, still feeling like this wasn't right, either, but lo and behold he had a huge box of them and gave me three strands in Mardi colors.
luck was not a lady to J so we didn't stay very long. grabbed a nosh at Denny's and went to his place. didn't do much today and he was a bit down between stuff with the ex and not having luck in the casino.
i'm so friggin tired and i don't think i have clean clothes for work. i'm not doing laundry tonight so i very well could end up in a skirt. really not looking forward to work to begin with. i've been backed up to the point that bosslady actually asked lorraine to help me analyze. i was incredibly grateful, but right at the end of the day one of the PAs came in (who hasn't been in in a month) and did 30 charts at once, so now i'm backed up with final checking. now, i had asked for monday off and was denied because of being backed up. i was hoping that since lorraine and i tore through so much, bosslady might end up saying "go ahead." then the other thing happened. i'm getting punished for circumstance and the nature of my job. everyone else in the office has a workload that's such that they can talk on the phone half the day, have time to help me when bosslady asks, and can occasionally leave early. me, i have that help, spend no time on the phone (except to answer everyone else's calls), am constantly scrambling, and i can't get ahead. somehow, i don't think it's to do with how fast i work, you know? gr.
gallivants,
j,
work