Wanted:
Transvestite, Drag Queen or King or other highly visible member of the GBLT/P/L alternative lifestyle to act as bodyguard and personal confidant in a GBLT/P/L hostile work environment. Preference given to Super Hot Queens with mega ‘tude, or anyone who will fit under my desk. Please leave your resume and picture as a comment. Interviews to ( Read more... )

The world is full of stupidity. Some days it would be nice if your body had some sort of switch that would deny you air when your IQ dropped below a certain point.

Tomatoes don't have barcodes...
I was at the store the other day and had the misfortune of getting behind a woman who had one bag of tomatoes in the self check out line. Why is that ( Read more... )

My boss has been a little on edge and hard to talk to for the last two weeks or so. This has been kind of bugging me since she is usually very bubbly and happy, but I figured it was just stress.... We found out this morning what kind of stress... I doubt it will be all better any time soon ( Read more... )

I do not like anxiety, it hurts my chest ( Read more... )

I was doing less than well when I got to work this morning to begin with. Then I walked into the break room (where I must go to clock in and out) and was almost overwhelmed by the reek of peppers in the air. Turns out that the "special Cinco de Mayo treat" the company had planned for us today was nachos all day with every kind of hot pepper you ( Read more... )

OMG... The Pot luck madness has begun again ( Read more... )

Still have the Bronchitis.... Still providing a natural habitat for the oysters of death. Voice is back although it is weak and shakey. Trying not to use it any more than I have to. I feel like a deflated balloon. Steroid inhalers taste like paint. Paint is not supposed to be good for the insides of people... 'splain Lucy ( Read more... )

There are men crawling in the celing above me. They made the power go out a couple of times causing me to lose what I was working on... This is a most unproductive Monday. Insulation keeps falling on my desk ( Read more... )

Wow... So the chick I had to walk through the steps of basic multiplication (and for whom I eventually just wrote a spreadsheet that she could plug the numbers into.... *headdesk*) writes me an e-mail with a copy of the spreadsheet (not as an attachment, but embedded in the text of the e-mail....) and the following text: "Thank-You so much ( Read more... )

Memo recieved at work just now:

Itlaian Dinner for Farewell James ( Read more... )