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what would I do if I knew I were going to be fired tomorrow?So, I know that the Gossip and the Jerk at my work were scheming something and were about to "tell on her" whomever that is. I didn't find out who yet. So, I started thinking about it. What if it is me? What could they possibly tell on? They could tell the boss that I said that I said that he/she never charges bills back to the departments that should pay them and therefore the money comes out of MY operating budget. But, not being a pussy, I have told the boss about this issue already. They could tell the boss that I hated the fucking flowers they gave me A DAY AFTER admin appreciation day. 1)flowers are for your fucking wife, not your admin. 2)I fucking hate wilty-ass, day old sloppy seconds gifts. 3)the giving was a day late. 4) they gave the other admin the pretty fresh flowers and me the shitty, wilty ones. 5)I NEED FUCKING MONEY YOU MORONS. I NEED FUCKING $50 WILTY ASS FLOWERS LIKE I NEED A GOD DAMNED WART ON MY ASS. If they are going to fire me for saying out loud that I fucking hated their belated gift, then go a-fucking-head and fire me. Hmmm, what else could they tattle about? Let me think...NOTHING, BECAUSE I DO MY GOD DAMNED JOB. So, if there was something that the gossip and the Jerk said that was enough to get me fired and if I knew I was getting fired tomorrow, what would I do? I would: -Wear the biggest, most obnoxiously tit-hoisting push up bra I own and a tight, bright shirt and stand right next to the saggy-titted, fat bellied cow, The Gossip as much as possible so that people would make unforgettable comparisons. -I would "accidentally" email the entire department about all the hanging out, slacking off and chit chatting that the Gossip and the Jerk seem to be doing today. -I would shred ever last fucking file that the Jerk was working on and then laugh to myself while I acted completely ignorant and helped him look for them. ha ha mother fucker -I would hide a baby monitor in his cubicle and hide the other one in the boss's office and turn it on one way transmission so the boss could hear all the shit talking the Jerk does all day long. Maybe I should do this for the Gossip, too! Hmmm. Maybe I should do all of this anyway, even if I don't get fired. :) Good night all. I hope you all have a a decent day at work tomorrow. If I knew I was going to be fired... I'd squeal like a stuck pig and tell the board of directors and the media where the skeletons were buried. I'd delete 2 decades of work procedures, notes, assignments. I'd email all staff the link to this site. Holy, shit, Copycall. 2 decades worth of professional knowledge is worth so much more than being shat on every day. Are you in the market for a new job, yet? So me, I actually went it that morning as though I was already fired and had the best day at work ever. I wore an amazing, tit-hoisting bra and, even though I didn't get to stand next to the saggy titted, too-much-make-up, fat bellied cow, The Gossip, I DID actually here two old ladies ask if my boobs were real! That was sooooo funny and made me laugh so hard all day long. Anyhow, I worked on all of the things that *I* thought were the most important, which pissed off everyone else, because I'm supposed to be the office bitch and drop everything whenever one of my superiors interupts me with something to do "asap," which everything for them, including the pimples on their asses seem to be "asap." I got a lot done, which is normal for me, but somehow un-doable for most other people in the office and yet I am the second lowest paid in here. Hmmm. Notice that. I actually got my reports done and I finally felt a sense of job satisfaction. But, amazingly, it pissed off my boss because I concentrated on one thing (which she asked me to do inthe first place!) instead of doing the 10 little things that the boss drops in my lap every 20 mintues (not exaggerating here). I fucking hate being the admin, but I guess you have to start somewhere, right. I just want to do what I really love and make my dreams happen, but those dreams kind of got taken away from me after the hurricane and now I'm stuck in this shit hole for a while. That's ok. I have a plan for escape and I am working on it piece by piece every single day, my friend. I think you should stick to the "tit hoisting" bra every day and keep the sisters waving the middle finger response at the jerks in the office :)(I personally haven't found a good bra yet, but I'm in a very small town with the choice between Walmart and Sears. And forget Victoria's secrets - I couldn't fit in to the two band-aids and a cork they call underwear.) I've been the good girl all these years and just recently started saying no the top guys. I think they're stunned...a different kind of stunned than their usual retarded-stunned. It's very empowering. I'm picking and choosing my priorities now and the rest can kiss my big fat arse. But that's what a little stress leave will do for you. (Just took 3 weeks off.) It wakes you up to how burned out the damn job and workplace got you. Yeah - 20 years worth of skills and knowledge is marketable if hubby and I wanted to move to a big city where there are lots of jobs but where we'd have sacrifice everything just to pay a mortgage. We've got financial and family circumstances that keep us in our hometown...for now. Keep the "sisters" pointed in the right direction and keep planning your escape. It will happen for you. Havy you thought of starting your on business Copycall? With 2 decades of knowledge, you could probalby have a kick ass company. You don't even have to make a profit for 5 years, I think, and you get to deduct everything. My husband did it for a while and that is what I am working on for my side business. It's completely different from my day job, but I truly believe in my heart of hearts that this is going to be the thing that lifts me out of this hell hole day job. Is that even possible where you are? In addition to working full time, I have been freelancing over the years - not making much money at it because I'm in a small, isolated town where most businesses are owned by Ma and Pa Kettle and they don't want to pay for marketing and PR services (that's my field) because they knows how to writes a good ad by their-selves, yup, 'cause they can put their kid on the TV and lots of them people are gonna come to their store and their gonna give 2% off everything in the store, and they're gonna draw a purty logo all by their-selves and make business cards from cigarette packages. Ah, crap! I hear ya. My mom is so over-qualified, but lives in tiny town where she's one of 5 people with a college education. When she hits 63, she's going to move closer to us in the big city and actually get paid a decent wage. My day job is in an industry that shall remain un-named, but let's just say that it involves lots of government-regulated corporate activities. However, this is not the field I trained in and my side engagements are keeping my inner spirit alive despite the constant criticism and hatefulness here in Hell. I would like to say that I'm not interested in money, but I have noticed that the unhappier I become at work, the more superficial and money-hungry I am becoming. I wonder if that's normal. Anybody have a clue about that? I lived in the hurricane-destroyed-place on such a tiny, tiny income, but I was pretty much ok with that. Now, that I am in this new place and fucking hate my job and make twice as much as in the hurricane place, I have health problems and crazy shit like that, which I have NEVER, EVER had before. I am just at the point where I think that work stress on top of real, life-altering stress is too much for my body to take any more and I just want out of here, you know? The plan is this: tough it out till one year, pick up some odd jobs, develop my experience more, and then look for something new. I hear you about the overload of stress between the job and the hurricane. All that shit adds up and it's our body that pays for it. Just make sure to take care of yourself...I ended up with fibromyalgia from years of stress and insomnia. I now what you mean about the more you hate the job/workplace, the more superficial and money-hungry you get. Getting a paycheck is about the only redeeming value this friggin' outfit I work at has! (P.S. It's pay week - woo hoo) We may work in similar offices...I'm in the public sector, government but not directly. |
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