Best Auto Correct fail to date....

I was reading Thebloggess.com and her post about her phone changing jazz to jizz. Here is the text I sent to my sister when I was done reading it....

Mistakes were made, good quote

Forgiveness is the healing of wounds caused by another.  You choose to let go if a past wrong and no longer be hurt by it.  Forgiveness is a strong move to make, like turning your shoulders sideways to walk quickly on a crowded sidewalk.  It's your move. ~anonymous author

Apple Pie and Shit Part Duex...

So, now out of 4 stalls in the bathroom,  there is a different scented aerosol spray in each stall plus the automatic scent dispenser and Lysol. This plethora of smells can be sensed all the way down the hallway ... it's a little much. Like migraine and vomit inducing.

Apple Pie and Shit?

Who on Earth decided that bathroom spray should be scented like food? The last thing I want to smell is food plus poo. I get bodily functions smell sometimes,  on that note,  that doesn't mean that you try to cover the smell with a food scent. That just makes me think of poo while eating, disgusting ....

The Bloggess

Everyone needs to go buy The Bloggess book NOW. I have never laughed so much while reading ever, unless you count reading her blog, which you should totally do too!  Http://www.thebloggess.com

You are not my father.... just weird.

So weird chick I work with ... has been wearing a mask because they are rearranging the office and kicking up dust.  Who does that,  you sound like Darth Vader's retarded sister between the heavy breathing and the laugh, I'm really not sure how much more I can take. Plus I can't understand anything you are saying because of the damn mask. It is quite amusing when you take it off due to the huge elastic lines dug into your face.

Lady Bits and Such

So, they have been moving cubies and people around at work, and there are a few desks that didn't have the backing on them, so you could see everythign underneath them. OK, there is the backstory. So the other day, Person A, we'll call her Ann, walked out of the warehouse and noticed as she walked out that Person B, we'll call her Brandy, well, noticed that since she was wearing a skirt that her vajayjay was hanging out. So Ann told Brandy that and suggested that until walls are put up, that she might not want to wear a skirt. So Brandy gets very defensive stating that Ann could not have seen her vajayjay. So Ann said, OK, whatever you say, and walked away.

A day later, I walk thorugh the lunch room whilst Brandy and company are having lunch and clearly bitching that Ann had said anything to Brandy because "There is no way she could have seen, so and so was sitting right next to me and she didn't see it, I don't know why she was looking"

So, since I'm friends with Ann, and Brandy irritates the piss out of me, I just chimed in. So I stated that no, she wasn't looking, and if she didn't see anythign, she wouldn't have made it up, that she was trying to be nice and tell you that your vajayjay is hanging out, so you didn't show it off to the whole office and the guys working on the cubies... For all I know maybe she was trying to show off, but yea, that's nothing I would want to see. So her rebuke was, very loudly, "Well maybe she should mind her own business!"

Really, can we grow up, and if that were me, I would not be telling the entire packed lunch room that my lady bits were hanging out... But hey, maybe that's just me.

Update... boo

So, ended up, I moved out and we are broken up... It's been very rough on the both of us. I still love him so much and I know he loves me. We wanted to work through the issues, but it just seems that we weren't able to push through them. It's a scary thing, having to start all over. I'm not ready to go date, or anything like that. It's going to take some time to heal, take some time to just be me before I'm ready to make that jump again. I wish him no ill will, and I would hope he feels the same towards me. He'll always hold a special place in my heart, as cliche as that sounds, it's true. Just because things weren't said elaborately and long, doesn't mean I don't care.

Phone Cords

I'm sure everyone knows what a normal office phone looks like. Black, bunch of buttons, hold, voicemail, blah blah blah, about 1.5-2ft cord. Well, my cord is the same cord I've had for 3 years now. Looks brand new. The chick behind me, I can't say that it is or isn't the original cord, but she has it sooooo twisted that she had to pull the phone away form where it sits up to her chin so she can talk on it. I just fixed it for her 2 days ago and it's already jacked up again. Anyway, how does that even happen? I mean a twist now and then, I get that, but I mean it's so twisted, I had to pull it apart... I don't get it. The fact that she is a total spaz, makes it even funnier to watch her answer her phone, with the whole thing coming up to her chin so she has to lean down to talk... Oh if I could only get a pic...

Still Teetering...

Still teetering on the edge, seems to be closer to the ravine side of the edge. At any moment, a small gust of wind could send us plummeting to the death of our relationship. I'm still trying, he's still not believing me and thinking it's not enough. It's true that I have not exhausted every outlet, but I'm not sure what outlets to go to. I do want to make this work, and I'm willing to continue to try, but at the same time, he can't have the attitude that he's already given up. I love him, I want to be with him, and I just wish that I could make him see it somehow and quickly. My deadline is today, and I'm scared to death that one o'clock is going to come around, and he's going to throw in the towel. What can I do to prove that I want that.

How did that even happen?

So, for the 2nd time in I'd say about 30 days, I've dropped a pen into the toilet(While at work, I don't keep pens on me at home). My first one, it was a gone-er, it fell mid-flush, and I wasn't going after it. Not to mention, the first time it was my most favorite pen ever! This 2nd time that just occurred... well, I was able to save this one... I know, I know... it sounds totally nasty, but I washed and disenfected it, so I think it's good. It was my runner up for fave pen which since the demise of my favorite pen, has risen to #1. Needless to say, I will not be chewing on it, but it's probably cleaner now than any other pen in my possesion..... FML

Lessen I've taken from this? Don't put pens in your scrub top pockets.

Impatient

Soooo... Hell week is finally over! I deem it Hell week for multiple reasons, but being understaffed and expected to train someone, and keep up with all 3 jobs that I as one person was doing is a little much. I've decided that I am simply not cut out to be a trainer of any type. I am way too easily irritated for that. Nothing against the person I was training, she was fine, but damn, I have no freaking pacience at all. In my mind you should just understand what I'm saying... I realize, that is not always the case, but I like my bubble world, and my bubble should not be popped. No interesting head adornments this week though, so who know what Halloween has in store.
On the same not as training/understaffing... If you are aware that the only other person to answer phone calls is in the middle of training someone, how about PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE YOURSELF! You get paid more than double what I make, I think you can answer a damn phone call... just saying. I'm not your assitant and or secratary, so I don't really know what you expected, but unless you want to hire me as a personal assistant, which by the way, I don't think you could possibly pay me enough to put up with you, yea... You have two hands, and a phone at your desk, try ANSWERING it when it rings dumbass!