I Am A Pebble. I Am An Atoll. Friday, May. 23, 2003 @ 2:49 p.m.
Aw, crap. When I got to work this morning, Boss Lady pulled me out into the hall and laid out the bad news: things are changing. Apparently Bank of X likes to shake things up (wouldn't do to let us get too comfy) and they're splitting up our team. I'm going to have a new desk (I don't know where yet) and a new boss (I don't know who yet). This SUCKS. Oh, and never fear, Milton and I are apparently being sent to the same area, so the cycle of torture will remain unbroken. That's a relief, because I'd really miss the daily tantrums. Grah. I'm definitely calling the temp agency and asking for a raise. Remember kids, the hell that you know is better than the hell that you don't know. I didn't realize how used to this group I'd become. It took forever before I felt comfortable here and now I'm being moved? Crap. Crap. Crap. And damn. I'm probably going to lose my view. I sit in front of this big picture window and it helps to keep me from going insane. Fantastic. I must have really pissed off the Employment Gods. Want to know how to piss off the Employment Gods? Do the following:
Me: waaahh! I have a great, but low-paying job and the company just laid me off
with severance! I think I'll take a few months off and sit on my ass. ************************ You're Just Jealous. The long weekend awaits! Weekend plans include: -Polishing my already clean bike while looking wistfully out at the torrential rain. -Being some sort of stereotypical female, worthy of a horrible Sears Commercial, by going shopping. Specifically, for shoes. -Thinking about how the closet should be cleaned out and organized, but not actually doing it. -Drink too much, get really belligerent and stick Scotch tape to the cat� s paws, then pass out on the couch. -Wait, not really. -Well, except for the part about the tape and the cat.
Plus, I'll always have my old favorites: -Sleeping. -Watching too much television. -Reading. -Going to the gym.
This girl wants to party all the time, party all the time, party all the time. ************************ Link-a-Link. How to win any argument. Per se. Check out www.obsessiveconsumption.com. Man, this girl takes a picture of every single things she buys and catalogs it. Crazy and also fascinating. Oh wow. After reading this article I actually feel really sorry for Vincent Gallo. I thought Buffalo 66 was fantastic, but I got the sense that he's a lot like the main character- very insecure and self-involved. Have good weekends, my little monkeys! |