Meh
Slow morning. I was tempted to say wicked there, but I can control myself, unlike my roommate. :P
Slept till 11am, got up, ate food, played WoW, watched TV, ate lunch, played WoW again... now I'm just watching the minutes tick by until I go to work.
Have a new person at work who can't stand me. April. She works in recieving. Is your stereotypical, loud-mouth, opinionated, pretentious type. I don't really know what I did to piss her off, but she recently has taken a massive dislike to me to the point of starting to move my stuff around and throw it in empty lockers. I kinda knew that she didn't like me for some reason recently because she went from being real talkative and cheerful around me to not talking to me at all unless she has to and making snide remarks at me whenever I"m around. For example, yesterday I was reading my book in the breakroom and she sits down and starts going on and on about how she hates it when people leave their "shit" on the table, blah blah blah. I leave my book on the table. Every day. Unless I can fit it in my coat pocket, but right now I have a huge-ass hard-cover I'm reading and it doesn't fit in my pocket. I don't have a locker. They never assigned me one when I was hired - and I'm okay with that because I wouldn't use it. I'd never use it, I have nothing that I can't carry in my pockets most of the time anyway, other than the occasional book. And on the table, the book isn't hurting anyone. There are always books on the table. There are magazines and newspapers and anything else you can think of laying on that table. So while she's going off on that rant, I ignore her, knowing she's aiming it mostly at me.
When I go home that day, I search around for my book to take it with me and it's gone. It's not on the table. I knew exactly who did it, and I start searching empty lockers. Can't find it. So I call recieving and ask her where it is and she tells me. I get it and I tell a manager and another lead what she did and then go home. If she keeps messing with my stuff, I'm gonna get really pissed. I know no one will steal things on the table, but deliberately moving them and hiding them to make a point and be a bitch is something else.
Meh. Time to go to work. Woo for ranting.
Slept till 11am, got up, ate food, played WoW, watched TV, ate lunch, played WoW again... now I'm just watching the minutes tick by until I go to work.
Have a new person at work who can't stand me. April. She works in recieving. Is your stereotypical, loud-mouth, opinionated, pretentious type. I don't really know what I did to piss her off, but she recently has taken a massive dislike to me to the point of starting to move my stuff around and throw it in empty lockers. I kinda knew that she didn't like me for some reason recently because she went from being real talkative and cheerful around me to not talking to me at all unless she has to and making snide remarks at me whenever I"m around. For example, yesterday I was reading my book in the breakroom and she sits down and starts going on and on about how she hates it when people leave their "shit" on the table, blah blah blah. I leave my book on the table. Every day. Unless I can fit it in my coat pocket, but right now I have a huge-ass hard-cover I'm reading and it doesn't fit in my pocket. I don't have a locker. They never assigned me one when I was hired - and I'm okay with that because I wouldn't use it. I'd never use it, I have nothing that I can't carry in my pockets most of the time anyway, other than the occasional book. And on the table, the book isn't hurting anyone. There are always books on the table. There are magazines and newspapers and anything else you can think of laying on that table. So while she's going off on that rant, I ignore her, knowing she's aiming it mostly at me.
When I go home that day, I search around for my book to take it with me and it's gone. It's not on the table. I knew exactly who did it, and I start searching empty lockers. Can't find it. So I call recieving and ask her where it is and she tells me. I get it and I tell a manager and another lead what she did and then go home. If she keeps messing with my stuff, I'm gonna get really pissed. I know no one will steal things on the table, but deliberately moving them and hiding them to make a point and be a bitch is something else.
Meh. Time to go to work. Woo for ranting.