is it time to get drunk yet?

 

I think there is something wrong with my foot. It hurts like my shoe is digging into it, but the shoe is just fine. stupid feet. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is it lunchtime yet?

Nope.

another hour and 20 minutes.

I just did about 80% of the work I had set up for today.

blaaah.

I filed EVERYTHING.

This giant pile of doom I thought for SURE would take me all day.

but it didn’t.

Must mean I’m efficient and shiz.

Oh well.

I also did double checks on other peoples work.

i hate that aspect of my job. I have to go back behind the asses of people who get paid more than me just to make sure they are doing what they are supposed to.

then I have to tell them, in a diplomatic way, YO BUTTFACE, DO YOUR JOB JERK!

And of course, about 90% of the time, I have to do that 3 or 4 times or drag my supervisor or boss into it to make a bigger exclamation point.

It’s ridiculous that something that was submitted in FEBRUARY still hasn’t been put into the system.

It’s a simple update to an employees status.

WHY HAVE I EMAILED YOU BI WEEKLY SINCE MARCH AND YOU STILL HAVEN’T DONE IT?!

jesus.

so I guess I have to call the big guns in now because my puny pistol isn’t getting the job done.

blah!

I want my enchiladas.

I want to buy some tequila tonight. I think I shall.
i don’t even have any money, what am I talking about?! lol

I guess I just want to get happy drunk like last weekend.

but that was with champagne.

mmm, love the bubbly!

anyway, here I am.

I should go do some BBD or something.

I’m gonna try to conquer a campaign on Left 4 Dead this weekend. I’m scared.

damn zombies!