I'm Rubber You're Glue

I don't know why I should ever be surprised at peoples rudeness and ability to be inconsiderate.

To sum up the latest example, one of the managers came to me yesterday and asked if I would have a few of the workers change their voicemail. The person's position I took over was his girlfriend, and she passed away about a year ago from cancer. She was the one that recorded the voicemail messages for the work phones, and so now when he calls the guys and they don't answer, it's his dead ex-girlfriend's voice he has to listen to if he wants to leave a message.

One guy refused.

I get that the guy that asked is a bit of a dick, so you may want to be a dick back. But really- isn't there a line?

Good thing it's a work phone and he ultimately doesn't have a choice.

Only 5% smarter than what you work with, that's all.

I’d love to help you fix your broken phone. Except not only is it not broken, but it’s all in Spanish. I can still figure it out- because it’s not a smart phone, and I did graduate college. I can call in. I can call out. Problem? Nope. I’m thinking it’s user error.

Oh- the next day you still can’t operate it? Um…The thing about a keypad lock- besides it being functional- is that since it’s not a smart phone it gives you instructions on how to unlock the keypad. (Menu-*). Sure, the instructions are in Spanish- you know, the language you put it on and natively speak, but even with my crappy Spanish I figured out the little abbreviated foreign words.

If you put the phone back in English I’m sure I can quickly take your keypad lock off for you so you don’t keep bringing it in to me saying it’s broken. Or you can go in and take the keypad lock off yourself. Or- I know! - push "menu" then "*" before you try and use it next time. I am a problem solver.

And this is me, putting that degree to good use.

What to do on Hump Day

Work is busy- which is a great thing, especially with the economy doing so well and all. I can definitely say that while driving to work and seeing this:

It does not make me mad. Sorry for the poor quality pic, and really kids- don't use your phone while you're driving. Not that I was. I was totally stopped in the middle of the road to take this. Honestly.

One of the things that does make me mad, is when one of the managers bring me in something like this to make my day "better":

I don't drink soda, and after 2 sips I already wanna run laps and then die of dehydration. Looking at the "nutrition facts" is scary...

I know maybe you can't read is, but there are 43g of carbs and 42g of sugar....Yeah, obviously I want to poison my body and have my stomach disintegrate. It tastes kind of like cola-a-la-coke, but with a metal after-taste.

So, moving on.

Nothing really for Way Back Wednesday, I will say though that the NKOTB concert this Friday with Innocent M is making me antsy in my pantsy. If only the weekend would come quicker.

I leave you with a vision of my Christmas shopping thus far into the year. I'm a very thoughtful person, so I decided that this would have to go to my big brother, 'cause I love him so.

I know, you wish you were on my Christmas list...

Why hello Monday...

It's almost 7PM, and I am still at work. Yay overtime I guess.

I have a lot to blog about, but no real time. So, yet to come will be too much vino, a fabulous wedding, and my high hopes for this weekend.

It's the biggest party of the year, yo...=)

Busy Bee

Obviously I've started my new job.

It rocks. On a foggy morning, this is what I see on my way to work:




I'll take fog covered mountains and vineyards over a freeway any day- that and it takes about 12 minutes to get there from my house.

Speaking of my house, another reason I've been rather MIA from blogging recently is due to the fact that The Hubby is amazingly awesome and built the cabinet and bookshelf that I wanted for our office. I helped, (and by this I clearly mean holding something in place, observing as he used the nail gun, and giving wonderful advice), and it came out fantastic. Here's before we started:

What the hell would you do with this space? If we were to have the builders do their built-in cabinet and desk thingy it would have cost us over $1,500.00. Insane, especially since The Hubby is so damn handy. This is the result:

This pic was taken from my iPhone so it's not the greatest, but didn't he do an amazing job? It was his first cabinet and book case. The only thing missing is the handle, which we have but we need longer screws.

And that's all. I'll be trying not to go so long in between posts this time.

Holy Tired Monday

I am tired. I think I almost fell asleep driving to work this morning. I had my ten year high school reunion on Saturday, and despite it being a bit on the ghetto side, I am amazed at how much fun I had. To give you an idea of how things went, I took a few pictures. I'm sweet like that.


First off, The Hubby influenced me to wear a boob shirt, and it was boob-alicious. It was paired with my favorite heels, which conveniently got left at Innocent M's house, and no matter what she tells me I know she was trying to steal them.

Things started at Sushi with great intentions and quite innocently with a 22oz of deliciousness:

Mmmm, still makes my mouth water. I should note that I was smart enough to stay away from cocktails all night. Tequila shots on the other hand.....Well, let's just say that I felt I had to keep up the school spirit (because of this I was hangover free Sunday- yay!).

Since we all were overtaken by the amount of school spirit being slapped around, the beginning looked like this:

Which in turn led to this:

Now, I don't really condone this type of action, as it could have ended up not so great. On the flip side though, the couple in the car got a nice ass shot and she didn't have to walk across the parking lot in her heels. It ended up win-win I think.

When we got to the club from dinner we confabulated* with other fellow Alumni. For the most part people looked the same and a few people who looked a lot better and were probably late bloomers. My friend DTheMan, whom I've kept in touch with over the years, showed up straight from a wedding- tux and all. He joked about us being the only cool kids that decided to show up and proceeded to pick out who he wanted to bang. Yeah, he's classy.

There was a lot of things like this:

I bet you can't dance like that. What you can't see is that we also had our gangsta faces on too. The Hubby and I took a cab back to Innocent M's house, and I was able to see most of my good girlfriends that next day before we left town, as well as running into Sweetie and his girlfriend during brunch. No matter how big SR gets, it's still a small town when it's where you grew up.

*I originally used the word "canoodled" here, but upon looking it up to check my spelling I saw that it really means to "caress, fondle, or pet amorously"...yeah, not what we were doing, which is when I found the awesome word I replaced it with, which means to informally chat.