One year ago today…

Today is the anniversary of GR’s death in a car accident.

I wasn’t nearly as bummed out as I thought I would be. Critter spent the day with a friend who also knew GR. I was a little worried about her but I think she was OK. Had a flippin’ hilarious text session with Ember earlier about GR. She asked how things were going, and I mentioned it was the anniversary, and I was a little bummed but nothing major. Ember told me to look at today as a memorial to what she did in life. I replied that she did lead a full one. Three husbands, two kids, two divorces, another divorce in progress when she died, and a boyfriend. Oh, and she was bisexual and into multiple partners. Ember replied that there had to be more to her life than sex and kids. I reminded her that GR had a side business selling sex toys & lingerie. She told me I *really* needed to get laid. I just sent her a smiley face.

Got totally screwed by my hourly managers at work today, but that isn’t going to happen again, I will make sure of that. Dorks. I took several call-in’s for my area today and immediately told my hourly managers about them. Well, since they two with radios were going to be gone before those call-in’s affected coverage they didn’t bother to write them down *or* rearrange the staffing to accomodate them.

The store got hammered with freight tonight. Seven thousand pieces when all is said and done. Thursday nights are usually between fifteen hundred and three thousand pieces. What the hell?

BuckBuck #4 (Twiggy) is lazy as hell. She kept one of the truck drivers waiting half an hour before she took people off of another truck to unload his. Normally in that situation I would just start pulling the pallets off with the electric jack and let the folks from that department catch up with their manual jacks as soon as they got there so I could get the freight off and send the driver on his way. Not her, God forbid she should do any actual *work*. Yes, we are managers and we aren’t supposed to get tied up doing our people’s jobs for them but it’s OK to jump in and help every once in a while. A little bit of sweat will not make us melt. She’s gonna get eaten alive next year when she goes overnight.

Nala may not, heck, is probably not, coming up this weekend. I think she’s just nervous about the whole thing. I know I am, but I’m excited too. I really hope she changes her mind because I totally do not want to borrow money from Critter to make the trip. Besides, if I did that we’d only have Sunday and part of Monday instead of the whole weekend since I can’t leave until Saturay afternoon after work and I have to be in at nine on Tuesday morning so I’d have to leave Monday afternoon/evening. Bummer.

Maybe her fairy godmother will read this and put a discrete bug in her ear…

My glasses are in! I’m gonna pick them up in the morning. I got a pair this time for back-up and because I want to be able to give my eyes a break every once in a while and still be able to see. Critter helped pick them out. I know, I know, but I’m a total fashion dork and I want to still look good when I’m wearing the glasses even though there’s a ninety percent chance I’ll only be wearing them at home. Come to think of it *especially* since I’m only wearing them at home since I don’t wear a whole lot else normally.

Speaking of which, I’m not sure if Nala knows about that or not, but I had planned to remain appropriately clothed the entire time she was here. And if it got to the point where neither of us was wearing clothes because we were all sweaty and breathless I wouldn’t mention it here anyway because it would make the aforementioned fairy godmother blush every time she saw Nala in real life.

Gonna go now. I was on the phone with Nala earlier and she had to go but said she’d call me back in a bit so I should go ahead and grab a snack while I can.