It's been ages since I posted and I am now remedying that.
I have tons to tell and nothing at the same time.
Yesterday was my 32nd birthday. Twas not exciting at all. I got up and went to work to find out that we were to close the office and go to lunch for Christmas/Molly's Birthday. Cool except that put me behind for the rest of the day. Kind of worth it and kind of aggravating. I don't understand that the slower our office is with sending workers out, the busier I seem to be. It shouldn't be that way.
We have an employee who is very self important. He's a jackass and I could go on and on, but he got unnecessarily rude to me yesterday. It was on the phone, and he just kind of soured my already mediocre birthday. He actually yelled at me and then hung up on me. he called back a little bit later and said he wanted to speak with anybody but me. Little did he know that I'm the nice one.... Jackie suspended him until further notice. It's been coming, he just sped up the process.
On Christmas Day I went to see "Les Miserables" with my sister. it was good, though there were a lot of FACE SHOTs and I have some issues with it, like Russell Crowe was not angry enough. Who ever would have thought that would be an issue? Anne Hathaway was amazing. I cried. don't tell.
The weekend before Christmas I went to my family celebration at the Abbey in Missouri. It was lovely. Lots of kids, lots of noise... fun.
Speaking of Christmas, my parents are amazing. My coworker's house was robbed like 10 days before Christmas and all the gifts she'd bought her daughter were stolen. I told my parents and they went shopping (through me) and got my coworker's daughter (age 6) new toys so she wouldn't be without christmas. My parents are the kind of people that the world needs.
So, last night as I lay in bed trying to keep Laz from smashing Lucy I was thinking about my dogs, how different they are. Demian is by far my favorite dog. I love that dog more than I've ever loved a person. Yet somehow he seems to get the least attention. He doesn't inflict himself upon me. I love that dog, he's my boo. He has gotten a lot better, but today his hips seem to be bothering him a lot. The weather got chillier and Demian started to hurt. Poor dog. He's 6. I worry that my Boo... well that he's old. I picked him out on my birthday 6 years ago. I didn't even want a dog, Jordan did. I fell in love with that dog the second I set eyes on him.
Laz is sweet and overly attached to me. He's clumsy and he puts himself in the way on purpose to get attention. He's a sweet dog, and I love him.
Lucy is a strange thing though. This beautiful dog just showed up on my doorstep.she was the sweetest thing from the second she shyly wandered up to me. She is attached to my hip and when I'm in bed she sleeps with her head on my shoulder. Lucy doesn't like men and she's really skittish leading me to assume that she was abused in the short life she had before she came here. She adores me and is very protective of me. I have affection for this sweet little girl dog most people reserve for their kids.
I dunno, the different emotions that these canines garner from me is odd and foreign to me. The frustrate the shit out of me, but I'm glad I have them.
Today was my last day in the Convergys call center. I had a good day. I am good at that job. I hate that job. I love the people you mean working in call centers. they are varied and interesting and fun. I'm going to miss a lot of people.
I'm so excited. I've been looking for a job off and on since before getting this one. I just hope that my new endeavor will bee everything I..... well, hope. I'm not ashamed to say that I'm pretty fucking awesome and I deserve better than to have people be shitty at me on the phone. It's not going to make me rich, or even middle class, but I can start getting out of the hole. woohoo!
So I got up this morning thinking thinking that I'd do some laundry. Well, I walk back to the laundry room and the floor is all wet. not flooded, just wet. the cold water hose had a drip. I'm a competent person and changed the hose, although it was a headache. the old hoses had to be ancient and it took forever to loosen and remove them. This isn't what made me angry. I actually kind of like doing things like that.
In amongst my "labor" I get text messages this morning from Blair. I don't know as I've ever had a person in my life I've loved and loathed so much at the same time. I never hated Jordan with the avarice that I have for Blair. My morning starts with a 9AM text: I may have to start selling drugs. I need more money. My only reply is "sorry." I even got a pay raise and it's not helping. I am going to start Christmas shopping ASAP. What the fuck are you whining about? That you have to spend a few hundred less on Christmas than you thought? Blair, we've already had this conversation. You are not eating ramen and skipping the electric to make sure the house pmnt gets made. You know who is? ME you stupid selfish bitch. shut your fucking pie hole and be grateful that you aren't worried about turning on the heater or that you aren't worried that you won't eat for a few day so you can buy your baby formula. I'm so angry. I want to shake her and yell at her.ugh
Who's got a a bottle of wine and a new job? THIS GIRL!
As briefly mentioned before, I interviewed for a job on Saturday. It went pretty well, I thought. He told me he would let me know later in the week. Well, it must have gone really well, he called me today. He extended me an offer for the payroll clerk position. It's a kind of significant raise, like 25% raise, not kidding. Health insurance after 90 days, 401k and vacation after a year. Also, after 90 days, I become eligible for I think 25% commission on labor contracts. That makes more sense if I mention I will be working for a staffing company. working in an office, general answering phone for reception purposes. yada yada
Gods, I'm so excited.