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A little bit of payback...
Sep. 11th, 2008 09:32 amToday, the lady who does all the supply ordering came to my desk with a worker guy and a cart with a huge package on it. She wanted to know if I ordered a "pedestal" for my desk.
I did, but only remotely. It wasn't even me, it was the manager who's gung-ho to move me back to the other end. And just for the record, "pedestal" = "file drawers to go under the desk."
So I take her and the worker guy(who was WAY hot, man, I could've licked him) over to where I'm supposed to be moving, and the first thing he does is measure the one fixed table. Yay, the drawers will fit.
But here's where it gets tricky: because the space is NOT meant for a desk of any kind, there are important, necessary wires sticking out one side from both the wall and the cubicle wall. So he can't stick it on the right side, he'll have to stick it in the middle - which means I wouldn't have any place to stick my legs, I'd be straddling a file cabinet all day, every day.
I point out, "Hey, what if we move this unfixed table to the other side - could you put the drawers on the left?" He says sure, and proceeds to pick up the table all on his own and move it (love muscles, sometimes). Then he gets down to check the left side, there.
Alas - thats where BOTH plugs are for me to plug stuff in. Go figure. So now my supervisor is over there, trying to decide what we should do. She's on the fixed desk, leaning over the cube wall to see if there are plugs on the other side, then she's on the floor, trying to determine which wires are which.
I, being brilliant, announce that we could always just use a frigging extension cord like I had to at my OLD desk. Light bulbs go on over three other heads, and the hunt is on for a surge protector unit with an extension cord. Two other supervisors are consulted and the entire floor is being searched.
I went back to my current desk and left them to it...God, what a circus.
The only bad thing about all this? The manager wasn't even on the floor to see what kind of havoc she's created. *rolls eyes* People really should just listen to me in the first place.
I did, but only remotely. It wasn't even me, it was the manager who's gung-ho to move me back to the other end. And just for the record, "pedestal" = "file drawers to go under the desk."
So I take her and the worker guy
But here's where it gets tricky: because the space is NOT meant for a desk of any kind, there are important, necessary wires sticking out one side from both the wall and the cubicle wall. So he can't stick it on the right side, he'll have to stick it in the middle - which means I wouldn't have any place to stick my legs, I'd be straddling a file cabinet all day, every day.
I point out, "Hey, what if we move this unfixed table to the other side - could you put the drawers on the left?" He says sure, and proceeds to pick up the table all on his own and move it (love muscles, sometimes). Then he gets down to check the left side, there.
Alas - thats where BOTH plugs are for me to plug stuff in. Go figure. So now my supervisor is over there, trying to decide what we should do. She's on the fixed desk, leaning over the cube wall to see if there are plugs on the other side, then she's on the floor, trying to determine which wires are which.
I, being brilliant, announce that we could always just use a frigging extension cord like I had to at my OLD desk. Light bulbs go on over three other heads, and the hunt is on for a surge protector unit with an extension cord. Two other supervisors are consulted and the entire floor is being searched.
I went back to my current desk and left them to it...God, what a circus.
The only bad thing about all this? The manager wasn't even on the floor to see what kind of havoc she's created. *rolls eyes* People really should just listen to me in the first place.
My grandfather sent me this email today - it's one of many that I receive every day, and while they never blatantly say "Republicans should Rule," they piss me off. This one sent me over the edge:
( Click to make your blood boil. )
So I sent an email back to him:
( My pissed-off response. )
It's funny - my grandfather and I get along just fine, and I love him insanely. But the filth he keeps spreading just drove me over the edge this time. Wonder how long till he forwards my response to my dad? XD.
EDIT: He emailed me back - and how completely typical a response: Obviously someone can't take a joke.
*LOL* I adore the fact that he didn't counter ANY of my points.
And then I had another email from him that said this: ( Quote for the day )
And I had to laugh out loud, because it was mostly true...and that was exactly what I did. *hehe*
( Click to make your blood boil. )
So I sent an email back to him:
( My pissed-off response. )
It's funny - my grandfather and I get along just fine, and I love him insanely. But the filth he keeps spreading just drove me over the edge this time. Wonder how long till he forwards my response to my dad? XD.
EDIT: He emailed me back - and how completely typical a response: Obviously someone can't take a joke.
*LOL* I adore the fact that he didn't counter ANY of my points.
And then I had another email from him that said this: ( Quote for the day )
And I had to laugh out loud, because it was mostly true...and that was exactly what I did. *hehe*
Some days, I hate being female.
Jun. 17th, 2008 01:59 pmI'm descending into revolting, decidedly female issues here, so if you're very squeamish or easily grossed out, I don't suggest clicking the linky.
( WTF, period? )
( WTF, period? )
*sulks*
I suppose there areseveral myriad more important, more pressing issues going on around the world, so I really shouldn't be as bent out of shape about this as I am...
But the soda machine up here requires 55¢ as of today, when yesterday and all the years prior that I've been here, it's only been 50¢.
Unfabulous.
*continues to sulk*
I suppose there are
But the soda machine up here requires 55¢ as of today, when yesterday and all the years prior that I've been here, it's only been 50¢.
Unfabulous.
*continues to sulk*
And there was much rejoicing...yayyyy...
May. 6th, 2008 12:20 pmOh, boy.
*twirls finger in air, sighs*
Manager just told me the network cable guy came today. When I stared at her blankly, she elaborated, "To move you back to our end!"
She's so adorably excited, but I swear to you, I am NOT.
I have no problems being just outside her office; she loves me and I don't mind her at all. I DO, however, have problems with the fact that it won't even be a full desk. I have more work to do than any of the others, and now I won't even have the space for it.
They're also getting rid of two of the four printers over there, which is fine...but they're moving the other two over to our table where we sort the work. So now, instead of just being on the entire opposite side of the building with plenty of room for my work here and plenty of room for the printers and sorting the work there, we'll go to no room for ANYTHING.
On top of this, I'll go from relatively-stress-free days to being pissed off on a regular basis because I'll have to listen to all the noise on that end, including the bitching and moaning from a certain someone.
Add in the fact that I have to move everything for the fourth time in eleven months and you'll understand how absolutely NOT pleased I am.
And to cap it all off? They have to totally remodel that side anyway because two people will be back from maternity leave soon and there's no place for either of them to sit. No desk, nothing - so I'll be uprooted again.
God, I have a headache the size of Alaska.
*twirls finger in air, sighs*
Manager just told me the network cable guy came today. When I stared at her blankly, she elaborated, "To move you back to our end!"
She's so adorably excited, but I swear to you, I am NOT.
I have no problems being just outside her office; she loves me and I don't mind her at all. I DO, however, have problems with the fact that it won't even be a full desk. I have more work to do than any of the others, and now I won't even have the space for it.
They're also getting rid of two of the four printers over there, which is fine...but they're moving the other two over to our table where we sort the work. So now, instead of just being on the entire opposite side of the building with plenty of room for my work here and plenty of room for the printers and sorting the work there, we'll go to no room for ANYTHING.
On top of this, I'll go from relatively-stress-free days to being pissed off on a regular basis because I'll have to listen to all the noise on that end, including the bitching and moaning from a certain someone.
Add in the fact that I have to move everything for the fourth time in eleven months and you'll understand how absolutely NOT pleased I am.
And to cap it all off? They have to totally remodel that side anyway because two people will be back from maternity leave soon and there's no place for either of them to sit. No desk, nothing - so I'll be uprooted again.
God, I have a headache the size of Alaska.
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Anyway, off my soapbox for the moment.
We had Mikey's conferences tonight. They went well. We like his teacher, he's doing pretty well in school. He needs to read more, work on his comprehension - which will in turn help his math comprehension. His spelling is excellent (YAY!), he's one of the friendliest kids in the grade. It's always good to hear that. :D
And he's done with school for the week now - Thanksgiving on Thursday. Can't wait for turkey. And stuffing. And mashed potatoes, rice with almonds, green beans, cranberries...and pumpkin pie. Mmmm, pumpkin pie...
Anyway, off my soapbox for the moment.
We had Mikey's conferences tonight. They went well. We like his teacher, he's doing pretty well in school. He needs to read more, work on his comprehension - which will in turn help his math comprehension. His spelling is excellent (YAY!), he's one of the friendliest kids in the grade. It's always good to hear that. :D
And he's done with school for the week now - Thanksgiving on Thursday. Can't wait for turkey. And stuffing. And mashed potatoes, rice with almonds, green beans, cranberries...and pumpkin pie. Mmmm, pumpkin pie...
Insensitive Warts
Sep. 14th, 2007 09:50 pmSo tell me. What, exactly, makes teenage boys - when they're in a group of six or seven - bold enough to comment to perfect strangers - who have no initial problem with them - about their weight?
It's no secret whatsoever that neither my husband nor I are small, skinny people. We know this, we accept this, we try not to be too sensitive about it. But where the bloody, buggering hell are these kids' parents? Is it a "trying to be cool in front of the friends" thing? Where did they get the idea that harping on a perfect stranger is "cool?"
( Ranting with Not-So-Nice Views on Certain Peoples - and Quite a Bit of Swearing )
And you know what's really sad about the whole thing? They're only perpetuating a stereotype by behaving the way they were. Things will never change for them if they continue confirming that they are stupid and ignorant.
Feel free to rip me to shreds with your comments - I'll only assume you're part of the problem and quite possibly ignore you. *pissy face*
It's no secret whatsoever that neither my husband nor I are small, skinny people. We know this, we accept this, we try not to be too sensitive about it. But where the bloody, buggering hell are these kids' parents? Is it a "trying to be cool in front of the friends" thing? Where did they get the idea that harping on a perfect stranger is "cool?"
( Ranting with Not-So-Nice Views on Certain Peoples - and Quite a Bit of Swearing )
And you know what's really sad about the whole thing? They're only perpetuating a stereotype by behaving the way they were. Things will never change for them if they continue confirming that they are stupid and ignorant.
Feel free to rip me to shreds with your comments - I'll only assume you're part of the problem and quite possibly ignore you. *pissy face*
Drama, Drama, Drama
Jun. 5th, 2007 12:19 pmSome days, I wonder why I bother coming to work. I simply fail to understand why people are such...well, people. People are so STUPID and petty, it's ridiculous.
Honestly, how difficult is it to just check your name off and pass the damn routing sheet around to others? What is it about people who see you lay it on their desk and then loudly gripe, "Oh, NOW what?" Like I'm the bane of their existence for putting it there when I'm only doing what you're supposed to do in the first place. *rolls eyes*
And the things these people say about each other!
I'm the office confidant. I know everything about everyone, because everyone trusts me and likes me and tells me stuff. I recognize that it's good to vent, especially at someone who's not going to judge you for how you feel or go blabbing it around the office.
But really, is it necessary to slam everyone in the office who even remotely pisses you off? Every little thing, I swear...it's unbelievable. I like each of these people as individuals, but as coworkers? Christ in a sidecar, they're all gonna be suffering from ulcers within six months, I guarantee it. *rolls eyes again*
I don't know how anyone can be so unhappy all the time. I haven't got the energy for it, where is everyone else drawing it from? Because seriously, it takes a lot of energy to be this angry all the time.
( meme )
Honestly, how difficult is it to just check your name off and pass the damn routing sheet around to others? What is it about people who see you lay it on their desk and then loudly gripe, "Oh, NOW what?" Like I'm the bane of their existence for putting it there when I'm only doing what you're supposed to do in the first place. *rolls eyes*
And the things these people say about each other!
I'm the office confidant. I know everything about everyone, because everyone trusts me and likes me and tells me stuff. I recognize that it's good to vent, especially at someone who's not going to judge you for how you feel or go blabbing it around the office.
But really, is it necessary to slam everyone in the office who even remotely pisses you off? Every little thing, I swear...it's unbelievable. I like each of these people as individuals, but as coworkers? Christ in a sidecar, they're all gonna be suffering from ulcers within six months, I guarantee it. *rolls eyes again*
I don't know how anyone can be so unhappy all the time. I haven't got the energy for it, where is everyone else drawing it from? Because seriously, it takes a lot of energy to be this angry all the time.
( meme )
So why is it that my colds lately have been knocking me on my ass?
I didn't have the flu this year - thank God, as last year was quite bad enough - but I was at home in my bed for four days! It's crazy. Everyone's informing me I should've gotten a flu shot, which is ridiculous on their part since they know I won't go submit myself to a needle if it's not required. *rolls eyes*
But I feel vindicated a little now in not getting one - one of my coworkers just came back today after being out for a week with the flu, and she DID get a flu shot this year. She's absolutely baffled as to why she got the flu, but the shot's not a guarantee you won't get it, it's only a precaution.
And wow, that felt like a long sentence. Anyway, I'm feeling much better, and a LOT less loopy, which definitely means I'm nearly there. Being sick always makes me a little loopy, and I come up with the weirdest ideas.
Ahh, well - at least it makes people laugh. What's life without a little bit of humor, right? ;)
I didn't have the flu this year - thank God, as last year was quite bad enough - but I was at home in my bed for four days! It's crazy. Everyone's informing me I should've gotten a flu shot, which is ridiculous on their part since they know I won't go submit myself to a needle if it's not required. *rolls eyes*
But I feel vindicated a little now in not getting one - one of my coworkers just came back today after being out for a week with the flu, and she DID get a flu shot this year. She's absolutely baffled as to why she got the flu, but the shot's not a guarantee you won't get it, it's only a precaution.
And wow, that felt like a long sentence. Anyway, I'm feeling much better, and a LOT less loopy, which definitely means I'm nearly there. Being sick always makes me a little loopy, and I come up with the weirdest ideas.
Ahh, well - at least it makes people laugh. What's life without a little bit of humor, right? ;)
