Can I get any more boring?
Lost the entire weekend as boss managed to get me here at 8am on Saturday and work 8 more hours helping her clean out file cabinets, desk, and other messed up things. The result is that her office looks messier, my office is now filled to the ceiling with piles of paper I get to play with, and I feel like I lost my entire weekend. Of course Sunday I had to spend recouping after such a horrid saturday with the boss. She was unusually nice to me, but still...it's boss and it's on a Saturday. She also brought up the "can't your mother end her vacation a day early" thing again. I told her that answer is a firm No. so she asked me to ask my sister. Grrrrrrrr.
I am however very very excited about the Olympics. It's probably one of the few sources of my American pride. We're big enough to get some good athletes that aren't fat lazy bums like the rest of us, and there isn't any nasty politics whatsoever to divert my attention. My favorites are swimming and gymnastics. I'm actually thinking about skipping a meeting tonight just so I can see the men's final. I have to stop myself from perusing various news websites so that I won't know the result until I watch it tonight...even if I have to record it and watch it until the wee hours of the morning. I'm that obsessed.
Speaking of gymnastics. Who else wanted to just pinch the cheeks of each and every one of those china women gymnasts? They're all so adorable, and look 10 years younger than they actually are. So cute.
No word from ANY job that I applied to in Virginia except one which already hired. I suspect that's my sign from God. I'm here to stay in Louisiana....dammit. I cant say that I'm happy with it, but who can argue with the big guy? It's his will, and the easier it is for me to get the message, the less he'll have to do to get my attention. Now I just wish he'd give me a mourning kit to deal with it. It's not quite a self-esteem boost when you've applied for so many positions and receive not one phone call. Right now I'm just pretending it's because I'm not in Virginia and they don't want no nasty Louisianan. I don't blame them.
Back to work. I get by during the day by writing imaginary resignation letters in my head.
Lost the entire weekend as boss managed to get me here at 8am on Saturday and work 8 more hours helping her clean out file cabinets, desk, and other messed up things. The result is that her office looks messier, my office is now filled to the ceiling with piles of paper I get to play with, and I feel like I lost my entire weekend. Of course Sunday I had to spend recouping after such a horrid saturday with the boss. She was unusually nice to me, but still...it's boss and it's on a Saturday. She also brought up the "can't your mother end her vacation a day early" thing again. I told her that answer is a firm No. so she asked me to ask my sister. Grrrrrrrr.
I am however very very excited about the Olympics. It's probably one of the few sources of my American pride. We're big enough to get some good athletes that aren't fat lazy bums like the rest of us, and there isn't any nasty politics whatsoever to divert my attention. My favorites are swimming and gymnastics. I'm actually thinking about skipping a meeting tonight just so I can see the men's final. I have to stop myself from perusing various news websites so that I won't know the result until I watch it tonight...even if I have to record it and watch it until the wee hours of the morning. I'm that obsessed.
Speaking of gymnastics. Who else wanted to just pinch the cheeks of each and every one of those china women gymnasts? They're all so adorable, and look 10 years younger than they actually are. So cute.
No word from ANY job that I applied to in Virginia except one which already hired. I suspect that's my sign from God. I'm here to stay in Louisiana....dammit. I cant say that I'm happy with it, but who can argue with the big guy? It's his will, and the easier it is for me to get the message, the less he'll have to do to get my attention. Now I just wish he'd give me a mourning kit to deal with it. It's not quite a self-esteem boost when you've applied for so many positions and receive not one phone call. Right now I'm just pretending it's because I'm not in Virginia and they don't want no nasty Louisianan. I don't blame them.
Back to work. I get by during the day by writing imaginary resignation letters in my head.
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