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There are things to mention, but honestly, I just don't have the oomph required to write them out.
Not even in an email to that one guy. ;)
LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZE HAS TAKEN OVER.
At least for the time being.
My incision is officially one long ugly marring zipper up my ugly stupid retard white as paper abdomen.
I feel a bit uglier than before, but it honestly isn't as bad as it could have been.
Truly I am thankful beyond comprehension that 1) I have insurance to cover the surgery ($12k for two nights in a room? Obama, you're a fucking fool if you think you can fix the health care woes of this country. But let's not go there right now...) and 2) I am now rid of something so truly hideous.
Work has required the Back Plant department to take unpaid time off. They're only asking two days of everyone. Two clients haven't paid their bill...or so they say.
Guess I was switched to Go Forward just in the nick of time.
Maybe they should be really considering where all of their money is going. They are paying $36 an hour toward three people doing one person's job.
Part of me hates saying that because I am a compassionate human being who would hate for anyone to be laid of in this climate, but...it is because of this climate that they are currently a drain on the company's resources.
It all stresses me out.
I probably care too much, but you know what? That's just who I am and, barring possession by a dead catty bitch, it isn't likely to change.
Thank God Jason has an immense amount of faith in my abilities because I guarantee this first week in Go Forward I'VE been a drain on the department's funds. Yeah, yeah, I'm learning, but dammit, I WANT TO LEARN FASTER. haha.
The problem actually lies in the fact that I'm now sharing an office with two other women who enjoy chatting and telling pointless little stories as much as I do. We desperately need to shut up. Of course I snuck into conversation with Erin (department head) that we're getting to know one another. She is even more talkative than me and actually believes in building strong morale within her department.
I feel manipulative.
And now I must shower.
I didn't wear green on the 17th. It hadn't even dawned on me that it was St. Patrick's Day.
I love that everyone I work with pointedly despises the Catholic religion but was alllllll about wearing green and pinching those who weren't.
Anyway. I will be wearing green today. And I will look beautiful. Right?
Wrong.
But whatever.
HAVE A LOVELY WEEKEND.
Not even in an email to that one guy. ;)
LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZE HAS TAKEN OVER.
At least for the time being.
My incision is officially one long ugly marring zipper up my ugly stupid retard white as paper abdomen.
I feel a bit uglier than before, but it honestly isn't as bad as it could have been.
Truly I am thankful beyond comprehension that 1) I have insurance to cover the surgery ($12k for two nights in a room? Obama, you're a fucking fool if you think you can fix the health care woes of this country. But let's not go there right now...) and 2) I am now rid of something so truly hideous.
Work has required the Back Plant department to take unpaid time off. They're only asking two days of everyone. Two clients haven't paid their bill...or so they say.
Guess I was switched to Go Forward just in the nick of time.
Maybe they should be really considering where all of their money is going. They are paying $36 an hour toward three people doing one person's job.
Part of me hates saying that because I am a compassionate human being who would hate for anyone to be laid of in this climate, but...it is because of this climate that they are currently a drain on the company's resources.
It all stresses me out.
I probably care too much, but you know what? That's just who I am and, barring possession by a dead catty bitch, it isn't likely to change.
Thank God Jason has an immense amount of faith in my abilities because I guarantee this first week in Go Forward I'VE been a drain on the department's funds. Yeah, yeah, I'm learning, but dammit, I WANT TO LEARN FASTER. haha.
The problem actually lies in the fact that I'm now sharing an office with two other women who enjoy chatting and telling pointless little stories as much as I do. We desperately need to shut up. Of course I snuck into conversation with Erin (department head) that we're getting to know one another. She is even more talkative than me and actually believes in building strong morale within her department.
I feel manipulative.
And now I must shower.
I didn't wear green on the 17th. It hadn't even dawned on me that it was St. Patrick's Day.
I love that everyone I work with pointedly despises the Catholic religion but was alllllll about wearing green and pinching those who weren't.
Anyway. I will be wearing green today. And I will look beautiful. Right?
Wrong.
But whatever.
HAVE A LOVELY WEEKEND.