Sep 03, 2005 17:32
I really, really hate my job. Three months now I've been on their asses about getting my license for a stockpicker. The past 3 weeks have been the "tomorrow.. no TOMORROW MORNING" and then something happens.
I told myself I was calling off tomorrow and Monday and using sick hours if I didn't get it today. I didn't. But Monday is Labor Day, and if I want holiday hours.. yeah, so you see my situation. I'm fucked twice. I need to start bringing KY to work.
Today my manager told me that "if you don't have it by the end of this weekend, I suck, and you can have next weekend off." I told him not to give it to me off, just be prepared for me to call in, so I can use sick hours and get paid for it. Assholes. I still have a feeling I'll be off all next weekend.
The only good thing about today is the progress made with Maranda. Few more days like today and it's all over. Better be prepared to break out the phone-cam for Kevin. Cocky? Nah, just really fuckin' confident.
The new Atmosphere is fucking great. Not even the new Kanye was this good. "Angelface" is my vote for song of the year. Also YAY for a non-watermarked version of Hellz Winter with instrumentals (thanks Crystale!)