Yet again

More than anything, all I want is to be allowed to do my job, and to have the things I need in order to do that.

Nothing more, nothing less.

It is impossible to be at the farthest reaches of the building without a working phone. I've done it--I know that it doesn't work.

And I hate to do the phone dance.

Yet again this year, the protect-you-from-the-wind house is up, and yet again this year, something on that register BROKE, making it more difficult to do the job.

It's frustrating, especially knowing that we've all known for months that the phone was hanging on by, literally, a wire, and that it could, at any time, snap.

It snapped today. Friday. When ALL the plants are clearance priced--and with all those clearance prices needing an override to input them.

The only other working phone is 10 yards away.......in what will become, yet again, a slalom of people and plants (and once the house is up, it is necessary to pull those carts, or your sorry ass into the doorway of the house so that I am trapped in there....)

Ugh. They'll all be surprised, yet again this year, when I get really really bitchy by the end of my shift. Even after I told them today to NOT be surprised!

This is a classic example of "if you keep doing what you've always done....why are you surprised when you keep getting what you've always gotten"!

I think I will adopt the mantra "Resistance is futile" for the weekend, though. I think they'll appreciate it.

Tagged

WTH does that mean? It means I answer questions and then tag someone else--as if I have friends. Do I strike you as a people person? Do I look like someone who can do the technical stuff like that?

Thanks loads, Jen!

Anyway, to oblige:
What do you like most about where you live?
My neighbors, who pee in their yard, are moving back. It's been so quiet and I am actually looking forward to the entertainment they provide.

What's one of your all time favorite music albums and why?
Hmmmmm. August & Everything After by Counting Crows. Little Creatures by Talking Heads. Inside Job by Don Henley.

Did you have a passion for something as a kid that you still have now?
Reading and writing. Not that I get to do much of either.

What do you like most about having a blog?
It's a good way to vent my frustrations, document stupidity, and, in general, deal with the stuff that's inside my head. It also keeps me from feeling like I have to respond to comments. I just put myself out there--the world (you know who you are) can like it or lump it.


Katie you're up.

Happy Birthday to Me

My birthday always sucks.

If we make plans, someone gets violently (read: projectile vomiting) ill, major appliances explode, something gets set on fire...and not because of the candles on the cake.

What do I want for my birthday? I want to hear "Happy Birthday" often. That's it. No prizes, no cards, no nothing special. Just "happy birthday" is good for me.

This year, what I got was a pap smear. Just what you want to hear about--my cootch. lol.

I did not choose this date for the exam, but after 3 cancellations earlier in the year (2x the doc's; 1x mine), I am glad to have gotten it FINALLY over. And, next year, joy of joys, I can start with rectals and mammograms.

If I'm lucky, next year, I'll get to have a root canal, too.