12/22/03

The day didn’t start out so hot, problem one, the furnace cleaner dudes were LATE. We didn’t get into the office until after 10. Then we get in and the air in this place sucks and my skirt is like stuck to my legs and looks rediculous. I don’t generally have this problem so I don’t have like a dryer sheet to rub on it in my bag or anything. Then I get in and somehow the power cord for the IBM stinkpad is wrapped around my chair. My hubby and co-worker freed it and then I sat down to check my mail where I found good news. Michele terminated while I was on vacation!!!!!!!!!! *jumps up and down*

Michele is a stupid bitch that has caused me much agony since she joined the company. She joined the company about a year and half ago, I was right in the middle of an overhaul of the phone directory for them working with someone else. In the middle of the project that person died in a motorcycle accident and Michele came in, took over the project, made me redo all the work I’d already done since she “didn’t care for the way it looked” and she’s a total bitch anytime anything happens. Hopefully her replacement will be alright. Now if we could just get rid of Marlene. Of course, Marlene has straightened out a bit ever since I got short with her on the phone. She got shitty with me, she does this to everyone, if she thinks she can push you around she will. I told her how it was going to be one afternoon and she’s been all smiles, pleases and thank-you’s ever since. I don’t appreciate people thinking they can fucking push me around.

Ugh, I was so not meant to be a girl I swear. I’m just not graceful. I can’t walk in heels, I can’t walk right in general, women just have this graceful way of moving and I just can’t get the hang of it. And heels are just unnatural. I can’t help it, I was raised mostly by men, my dad, step-dad and grandfather. I put on a skirt for Sunday, for weddings, funerals and formal dinners. The rest of the time it was pants and t-shirts b/c I never knew when dad would want my help with something. Now I’m hopeless I’m afraid. I usually try to look nice even on weekends with nice pants and shirts and stuff but this skirt thing I’m no good at. I did fix my static cling problem. Static guard to the rescue!! I walked my staticy ass all the way to the drug store then discovered they had some in the little store in our building. *bangs head on desk* why…did I not…think…of…that…beforehand???!!!

Anyway, my day is all thrown off since I didn’t get in till after ten. I’m off to do work now.