My kid is having 5th grade graduation. The gym is packed. It is standing room only. My husband tried to get me a bleacher seat then wanted to boost my fat ass up the side of the bleachers 3 rows. Um, do you know me? I’m awkward as hell, wearing flip flop type sandals, and you cannot lift me up. Do you even lift, bro?
So. I got gas this morning at the Kroger gas pumps, and I was two sips into my coffee. Threw out my trash bag in my car like I do when I get gas, then went to work.
Just got a call from one of my former coworkers at my old job, talking about some lovely BS that is going down right now in my former department. I mean, upper management is not even hiding how much they dislike certain people, and if you are on the shit list, you best get out. They are picking on everyone that…
Day two of tattoo. Taking off the space age bandage and carefully washing and moisturizing tonight. I am hoping this cuts down on the itchiness. IT IS SO ITCHY AND I CAN’T SCRATCH IT HELP ME 7 LB. 5 OZ. BABY JESUS.
I’m back! Round one did hurt, but just while she was actively tattooing. She said it took half the time she thought because I was way less wiggly than most people when getting belly tattoos. She was impressed with how well I did. I do have a high pain tolerance!
I won’t be around to host the OT thread, but when I get a chance to pop in I will. How are you GT? What’s on your Tuesday vagenda? I am excited/nervous because after I work half a day I am going to my first tattoo session to get my big phoenix tattoo over my gallbladder surgery scar (unlike Ben Affleck, my phoenix…
I cannot figure out how to re-post my post up top, so linking here.
Update 1/4: Thank you all for the kind words and encouragement. Seriously, it’s good to know I’m on the right track! So, I talked to the VP, they may have an opening, but that role is kind of undefined at the moment, so we are keeping in touch as he knows more about that role. I talked to a couple of folks today, and…
Apparently, there was supposed to be a white supremacist rally in the area this weekend? Sounds like from the Twitters they got counter protested out.
You’re at the gynecologist, they ask you to leave a urine sample, and you somehow drop the cup in the toilet. Trying to retrieve it I somehow peed all over myself. So now I’m waiting in slightly moist underwear for my IUD insertion. Thank dog I am not going back to work today.
Update: I have my base!
So after another call to HR, I got my new employee sorted, I forwarded the HR person’s info to my boss in case there is any more actions needed, and I gave him one job to do. Even odds that he will do that one thing.
I am on vacation, at the beach, with my family. I just needed one fucking week where I didn’t have to worry about work. Yet my texts blew up today because apparently no one can fucking take charge in my absence. Really? Like, no one there could figure out how to contact the new hire that had an accident over the…
As befits my new fancy ride, I took my CSA cucumbers and made fancy cucumber sandwiches, which I am now enjoying with some champagne.
When last we met, I was freaking out because My car died and I had to buy a new one. Well, thanks to your advice, and to one of my coworkers, I am a proud owner of a 2014 Acura ILX. It is by far the fanciest car I have ever owned. I am classy af.
So my car, Louise, who gave my mother in law 7 years of loyal service, and gave me another 4 and a half years, has officially gone kaput. Well, if I was willing to sink another $2000 into her, which I am not after spending about $1500 total over the last 8 months on other things that broke. There was an awesome final…
But what a view. Apparently husband can’t navigate for shit, plus the front desk gave us shit directions to the Metro. In an Uber now heading to the Smithsonian,. ETA that’s the Washington Monument and the Capitol, if you couldn’t tell
I am officially burnt out. I’m tired of managing people, I’m tired of the lip service to company culture and values yet the most important thing is how much money we’re making, I’m tired of incompetent men being put in charge of our department and failing their way up.
So as you may recall, we discovered we actually owed the IRS on our taxes this year. Well, after redoing them several times, we determined that yes, we do owe about $5000. So I completed them and filed them. And they immediately rejected because someone else has filed a return using my husband’s SSN. So now we have to…
Well, shit. I finally got round to doing our taxes. Still waiting on a few documents from the husband, but according to the little ticker on the tax website, as of right now we are going to owe $4900. Which, don’t get me wrong, won’t bankrupt us thankfully, but it will put an end to our planned vacation in the summer…
