Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Friday, April 27, 2007
During my time as part of the working mass, I have come across a lot of personalities. The one that, to this day, still amazes me is the type of personality that allows personal issues to bleed into their work life. I still don't understand why there are people out there who take their personal frustrations out on the people who they work with. As always, these "head cases" act like they do not realize that they are lashing out at the people who they work with and alienating coworkers that are there to help them. I am not sure where this mentality comes from.

As usual, the first few days of working with them, you think that this is maybe just a phase; but it isn't. Then, as time goes on, you wonder why this person has chosen this position because they obviously have a hard time coping with it. And finally, you realize that their anger has nothing to do with you or the job; and everything to do with their personal issues.

It's easy to dismiss someone like that if they are under the age of 25. It's not easy if they are over the age of 30. It's especially hard if they are over 40 and on their second career path. I think for me, it's especially hard because I have had 3 pretty successful careers that have nothing to do with one another. And I understand that starting a new one can be a test of one's psyche. I can be jaded but, overall, I tend to be a happy person. I even subscribe to the belief that being negative will never get you what you want in the first place, so I tend to place that energy into a more positive situation. Call it what you want but it feels better to be that way.

I have been in my current position for almost two months now and I am not happy. I dread going to work. To be honest, I dread going to work to see the person I work for. Technically, I report to her but, truthfully, I work with her. She is definitely the most miserable person I have met. She has a lot of issues that she carries with her and I think they all stem from her personal life. I was analyzing my situation the other day and I realized that nothing I do will change how she is, how she works, or how she feels towards me or others. It is beginning to become distressing. Enough so that I am about to find other venues of employment within the company.

I think what really bothers me is her condescending and patronizing attitude toward what I do. I am 37-years old. I know what my capabilities are. I know what my boundaries are. I know what my job description is. I don't need to be told. I also don't need to be mocked for keeping a tight ship. Nobody in my past work life has ever looked down upon the fact that I keep an organized work space. Nobody until now. She has also mocked my customer service skills by saying, "You're always so positive." That was the last straw. I turned around and said, "Yes. I am always positive. It's who I am. It's what I do. You'll just have to deal with it because I learned early on in my life, that being negative never gets me what I want. And I would rather not waste my energy getting nowhere." As expected, she rolled her eyes.

Yesterday, our supervisor came to me to "catch up". I knew what the meeting was about. But, I let her ask. And she did. So, I told. There are major concerns. I would not be surprised if they decided to sever ties. I say this because concerns also come from customers and, in my company, that is a big no-no. Very big no-no.

The sad part is that it does not have to come to this. It really doesn't. But, it may. And, at the end of the day, she made her bed. And has nobody to blame but herself. But then again, isn't that what she wants? Later.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Not that I'm judging but... ok, I am judging... but back to what I was trying to say: if you are trying to sell me something over the web, let's say, erotic massage, shouldn't the pictures you post of yourself be... well... erotically interesting? Shouldn't I not be laughing when I take a look at some of the pictures? Shouldn't the pictures you post for your "business" be the best representation of your business?

Then again, I should judge because here I am on a Saturday night at 10:23pm, in my pajamas, eating pistachios, letting the cat lick the shells, after a dinner of saffron rice, chimichuri, soy breakfast sausage, and a large garden salad, blogging about funny massage ads.

Ah, good times, good times. I was going to go out dancing by myself but I don't even know where the hell to go. Go ahead. Judge away. Later.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
This is about America's Next Top Model... just be warned.

So, I am watching last night's episode and Tyra has just announced that they are going to Sydney, Australia. The frighteningly ghetto-licious Spanish drag-lette Jaslene says:

"Australia! I've never been anywhere but the 'hood and around the corner!"

I thought I was going to fucking pee myself. That is quite the gem. It may be the best line ever. You hear me. Best. Line. Ever. Later.
Friday, April 13, 2007
I am often accused of being a touch mean. But only because I tend to be honest about things. I honestly believe that I am just being realistic. For example, when people say that sugar is bad, I reply, "It's not the sugar. It's the amount you eat." Or when people say, "I keep working out and I just can't lose the weight." I reply, "Well, check your eating habits and change them. Then, check your workout routine. It probably needs changing." I don't think it's mean. I am just being honest. I mean, c'mon. You work out all the time and still can't lose weight? Obviously you are doing it wrong. I am especially honest about food, exercise, and weight because it is something that I myself have had to deal with. I just know what it takes because I have done it. So there.

So, this may come across as mean but THANK GOODNESS they kicked that chubby Whitney off of America's Next Top Model! Is Tyra really serious about thinking that anybody above a size 4 can be a "Top Model"? Seriously now. Even fat girls don't want to see fat girls modeling clothes. It's reality. I didn't say it was a healthy reality. It just is reality. Just like GW is our president. Not healthy just real.

So, bye bye last big girl. Good luck with that model thing. Hope you learn how to express emotion through your face because you suck at that too. Later.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
First, I'm sure you all want to know: I got Xbox 360. I also got Virtua Tennis 3. I love it. Unfortunately, I cannot get addicted to it because of work. Work is really cutting into my personal time. Work is beginning to really suck the life out of me. Let's just say I am madly out of love with work. I hate that feeling.

I wonder if people realize that making conversation for the sake of making conversation is just plain ole stupid. If I offer you something for free, either take it and say thanks OR refuse it and say thanks. It's that easy. I need no other explanation. I don't need to hear that you just ate. I don't need to hear that you can't carry another item. I really don't care beyond yes or no. And once you say no, I basically have moved on.

People, it's a sample. It's free. I don't lose money. Nor do you. So shut up after you say no. I don't care if you are lactose intolerant. I don't care if you are vegetarian. I don't care if you don't eat sugar. I don't. It must suck to be you. But then again, I don't care. Plus for someone who avoids all these foods, you really do look unhealthy. One would say fucked up. That is, if they cared.

People are mean. They are assholes. They want everything for free. They don't want to work for it. They think they matter. Listen up: you don't. Go home. Look in the mirror. Try to like yourself. If you don't, remember that it isn't my fault. Fix it. Don't complain to me. I can't fix you. Nor do I care to. If your life is not working for you, do something about it. Trust me, tragedy has been done. Someone named Shakespeare did it best. And your version, not so good. To borrow a word: tragic.

That's all. Later.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
So, here is my dilemma. I am a huge tennis fan. I love the game. I love to watch it. I love to play it. I love reading about it. I love it. I find fewer things more enjoyable than watching tennis. I also love playing tennis video games. I loved Pong.

So, right now, there is a new game called Virtua Tennis 3. I got a chance to play it at Best Buy the other day. I need this game. I need it now. I don't need to pay $600 for a Playstation 3. I think I may purchase the Xbox 360 because you can play Virtua Tennis 3 on it. You can also play another tennis video game called Topspin 2 on it which is equally as good if not better.

My dilemma is, should I get Xbox 360 for $300? Or should I just save my money? Someone please help. Later.
Monday, April 02, 2007
Things I wish I could do:

Do a round-off back-handspring
Write like him or him
Dance like Chita Rivera
Sing like Christina Aguilera
Play the guitar
High kick on the right side
Bake fluffy chocolate cakes
(or at least have the patience to)
Bitch slap my bosses at work
(without getting fired or sued)

That all. At least for now. Later.
I'm just writing down some of the things that run through my head.

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