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Yesterday

My Day Yesterday

So I get up at my new inhumane hour to be up and moving around, get myself ready for work as the boy lies sleeping since he’s got the day off. I go out to the car to take off for the train station and in the 4F weather (-15C) begin scraping all the ice/snow/frost/crap off the windows of the car. Due to my short stature I can’t quite get at the stuff in the prime positions of the windshield… I release the wipers from their frozen state, and try to scrape free the squirter thingies, but to no avail…the windows are still covered in crap… I look over at the boy’s lovely truck with perfectly clean windows and heated leather seats and wonder “WHY don’t I just take that?” and go back to my scraping.

I get to the train station and miss the train, but there is another in a 20 short minutes so that gives me time to get a muffin and hot chocolate from the lady’s shop there at the station. The train pulls up within 5 minutes of my purchase and waits (gotta love being at the beginning of the line, the train sits waiting for you rather than you standing in the cold waiting for it). I’m on the train and eating my muffin getting the crumbles all over myself. I finish my breakfast and end up falling asleep waking from time to time to some strange snoring noise that come from what seems to be….ME! (I hate this stuffy nose thing I’ve got that wont go away)

At work I’m somewhat busy piddling around on time consuming crap due to the outdated system we have for everything and doors are closing all around me for long periods of time. I have a severe phobia regarding closed doors in the office. People only close the doors when they are yelling at someone or something big is going on that they wont tell people about until like an our before the big thing goes down. I have no source of information as yet in the office to find out what all the closed door stuff is about. Grrr!

Later in the day supervisor girl wants to talk to me…many things are going through my head… Immediately I think I’ve been Dooced and try to think what I may have written here and how they found it, etc. How stupid have I been?! Then I start thinking she’s seen right through me, I’ve given her attitude she doesn’t like me. And then I start thinking did I do something wrong here? Did I screw up something thinking it was so easy to do only to do it all wrong?

I go into her office, she mentions her knowledge of my phobia with closed doors and asks me to please shut the door anyway… “Oh shit….I knew it… she can read my mind she knows what’s been going through my head, I’m so fucked”

(SG = Supervisor Girl)

SG: I just want you to know, I didn’t forget about the 6 month review I mentioned when you were hired.

ME: OK (pretending I had)

SG: I just spoke to Bossman [Not what she really called him] and he and I came to an agreement.

ME [in my head – “fuck he caught on too!”]
SG: We both enjoy having you here and we’ve had nothing but good things to say about you. We’re giving you a raise.

ME: …………..

SG: We hope you’re happy here. We think you’ve been doing a great job etc…blah blah blah…

So yeah, I got a raise, they think I’m fabulous and working hard yadda yadda yadda…So I’ve got confirmation that I’ve got them totally snowed. Go me!

In other news…i got the forms and crap for the rollover of my old 401 stuff to the new one… In the forms it mentions stuff about rolling part over and keeping part as a cash disbursement or keeping it all etc. If I do take part or all in cash I get nicked 20% for the feds. But if I do that I got money for the dental stuff and the dyson vacuum I’ve been wanting and the deep freezer and paying off the couch and stuff… I dunno… what do you think, keep the money (or part of it) or just roll it all into the new thing since it’s meant for retirement anyway? (retirement age for me is like 30 years away…which for some reason feels really close…)

My yesterday wasn’t so horrible…And yes I played more of the EQ2 game, died repeatedly got so pissed I threw a hissy in front of the boy. He still doesn’t quite realize the full ramifications of getting me involved in this game…I get far too emotional and easily pissed off if these things don’t go my way…I am NOT RATIONAL when playing these games and YES I do get EXTREMELY ANGRY when I die repeatedly and can’t get the game to bend to my will. And I have a very short tolerance and temper when people try to tell me how to play and what to do. I knew I should have made him return that game and get me Tetris instead. This is all very much NOT GOOD

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