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Watching guitar documentary It Might Get Loud (Jack White, Whyte? The Edge, and Jimmy Paige) Have had a veeeery strong martini (tasted like vodka mainly) and a glass of wine.
Dinner was roasted brussel sprouts (meh) and mango ginger chicken (um... there's a really good recipe out there, I just threw some shit together with a pre-roasted chicken... yeah, it's tech week!)
M was crazy again in front of people. "oh it's 6 and you're still working. This looks like crap"
Ha. Hahahahaha!
That's right, today I had a nice little talk with Big Boss Man. He says "well, contracts are year by year, and being renewed in a few weeks, so that's a good time to say "This is the number of weeks, and this is your salary, and oh yes, if you don't stop treating your assistant like shit we won't have you back."
So, that's lovely. I may have to 'write something up' have no idea what the format for such a thing is....
HR is involved. Maybe this could end well.
If not, I'm looking for a job. IN the area. Because you know what? I'm. Not. Fucking. Moving. Four years was enough of that shit. And you know what? I like the weather here. Well, for 9 months at least. Shit.
Ok, slightly tipsy, gonna watch the documentary some more.
Also, it isn't reasonable that my mail gets picked up either monday or tuesday byt not both right?
Dinner was roasted brussel sprouts (meh) and mango ginger chicken (um... there's a really good recipe out there, I just threw some shit together with a pre-roasted chicken... yeah, it's tech week!)
M was crazy again in front of people. "oh it's 6 and you're still working. This looks like crap"
Ha. Hahahahaha!
That's right, today I had a nice little talk with Big Boss Man. He says "well, contracts are year by year, and being renewed in a few weeks, so that's a good time to say "This is the number of weeks, and this is your salary, and oh yes, if you don't stop treating your assistant like shit we won't have you back."
So, that's lovely. I may have to 'write something up' have no idea what the format for such a thing is....
HR is involved. Maybe this could end well.
If not, I'm looking for a job. IN the area. Because you know what? I'm. Not. Fucking. Moving. Four years was enough of that shit. And you know what? I like the weather here. Well, for 9 months at least. Shit.
Ok, slightly tipsy, gonna watch the documentary some more.
Also, it isn't reasonable that my mail gets picked up either monday or tuesday byt not both right?