"Choosing trust over doubt gets me burned once in a while, but I'd rather be singed than hardened." -Victoria Monfort

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Cus I like to Complain...

It's almost Christmas time. What does this mean? I watched the Grinch and I thought, it still comes without presents, but is it the same? I have presents under the tree from my mom and sister, but I havn't given any. Giving is actually fun. Who wudda thunk it? My leaning Christmas tree has not fallen over again. It wants to. Have I mentioned yet, that they play Christmas muzak in the halls and bathrooms at work? Yea, it's festive. It seems like every time I have to piss, I hear Feliz Navidad. I use to think it was a fun song. Not so much anymore.

I don't even get paid for the holiday. What a bunch of shit. 90 days for me. I also have to wait 90 days to buy anything from the store at the office. I want something. Not that I can afford it. I brought a couple things in for my desk. You know, my red swingline stapeler, and pics of the "kids". I don't want to get too comfortable. Getting the boot after 7 years scares the shit out of you.

Wanna hear somethin funny? Old coworker keeps emailing me cus she can't do half the shit I did. Know something funnier? I tell her I don't remember. Guess what else? It takes her 3.5 days to do a newsletter it took me 2 hours to do. Sounds like their really saving money there. Assholes. She said she hates her job now. That place is going to hell in a handbasket, and when they get there, I'm going to poke at them with my pitchfork (cus of course I'll be there too). Poke poke, how's that feel fuckers?

I have not baked a cookie. It really doesn't seem like Christmas people. That's what happens when your life's turned upside down.

This weekend CP is taking me back to Walnut Creek to get more of that yummy wine from the winery. I love it. I want to bathe in it. Grapes are good for your skin you know.

Tomorrow, I'm suppose to meet with the Board of Trustees at the police department I interviewed with a while back. For the part time job, weekends, and some week nights. I really don't look forward to having no life again. Why does it have to cost so much to live? Have I asked this latley? Um, how do people afford kids? Seriously. I have 2 credit cards and a car payment, and I make what some people consider decent money, and I'm poor. What the fuck?


supplymadam said...

Glad you are back to regular posting. I love that the old job is having a bitch filling your shoes. Serves them right. Sometimes I just don't get it.
Don't feel ba about the cookies. I buy them. Every year I say I want to make cookies and then I get ma for not doing it. Nothing like homemade Christmas cookies. On the bright side maybe you can weasle out of a speeding ticket.
Feliz Navidad!

Anonymous said...

Well I havent replied in the last several posts. But I thought Id reply today. Mon knows I still keep up on her blog. I hope she also knows that I dont expect miracles and that I'm happy I'm even in her life. I'm glad some of the comments from everyone says that you can teach an old dog new tricks. But I dont expect anything more then Mon gives me right now. And I do love giving to her. Including the computer, which she knows was also my life.


Celina said...

I like your answer for your "replacement"-- "I dunno." You're right, F*** them!
And, believe me, I understand about the no kids, and STILL no money! I mean, really, where does it all go? Of course, if we DID have kids, the government would "let" us keep a little more of it... Too bad we don't get to count the pets as "dependents!"
Good luck with the 2nd job thing, I don't think I could handle that!