We had decided on two people to fill the positions in the department. Then one fell through, cus she had to suck and have bad attendance. Argh. So one is going to a girl I use to work with. And the other, we are interviewing for.
I've been so super busy with work and the search for the perfect employee, I havn't had much time for anything else exciting.
Yesterday I decided to rearrange my living room. By that I mean, I thought it was a good idea to move my entertainment center to my downstairs living area, to make my upstairs living room more roomy. By myself. I managed to get the thing down the steps by chanting "please don't kill me" to the wooden object, until the last step when it got stuck and I pulled it.
Then it came down on my shoulder. And now it hurts to wear a bra.
And then I don't even love the new arrangement, because my other TV stand isn't big enough to house my stereo.
Heres a dream I had last night. It may give you an idea of a coworker I have to deal with daily. I was on the toilet, pooping, and she walked right in talking to me like nothing was going on. I said "coworker, I'm POOPING!". She said "is it a big or small one?" "what does it matter? Leave!"