My job is so boring. Nobody talks to each other and all you hear is the clicking of keyboards all day long. I usually stream music through the internet but the connection has been bad for the past few days. I have 2 MP3 players at home but one needs new headphones. The other I have to totally set up and put music on.
I need to do that today once I get home. Being bored at work is terrible. At least if I listen to music, it makes the day seem to go by faster.
This is for anyone that has ever started a new job and had teenage children at the same time.
My first day on my new job I find out that the reason there was a job opening for me was that the departmental “favorite” had been demoted and I was given her job. Needless to say, I was no one’s best friend. Each day I would come into work, no one would speak to me unless absolutely necessary and I watched the poor unfortunate soul weep. I was the office leper.
At the same time I also had a daughter that had just turned 18 and was finishing her last year in high school. Anyone who has lived through teenage girls knows, they know everything and live to educate their parents.
My daughter had complained of a back ache for several days so I made her an appointment with the family doctor. Now the child is old enough to remind us several times a day that she is an adult, but when it comes to getting to the doctor, she needs someone to go with her!
Since there was no way I would be granted time off, it was decided her dad would take her.
The afternoon of the appointment I called home to ask about her diagnosis. What follows is an actual conversation that took place in a small open cubicle office environment.
“Hi, it’s mom. What did the doctor say?”
“Hi mom, he said I have syphilis.”
For a moment I was too stunned to speak……..then, “He said what?”
“I have syphilis”
“You do not!” I finally stutter.
“Well, the doctor said I did!” she argued.
“Mari, the doctor did not say you had syphilis,” I answered her, too shocked to realize everyone could hear me!
“Mom, why do you bother calling me and asking me questions if you aren’t going to believe me!!”
“Mari, you do not have syphilis!”
“Whatever, mom,” another long suffering sigh, “you know everything!”
At this point, I’m getting frustrated with her, with her dad for not calling me, just everything, and my voice starts to rise……
”Syphilis is a sexually transmitted disease, Mari, you do not have it!”
“Then why did the doctor say I did?!?!? I guess you even know more then him!!”
As I took a breath preparing to answer her and continue the argument, I realized there wasn’t a sound in the entire office. Every person was sitting at their desks staring at me, waiting to see who had syphilis!! The look on their faces was priceless.
“Mari, you do not have syphilis!”
I figured there was no going back with my reputation in the office, so I should at least find out why my daughter thought she had a sexually transmitted disease.
“Please don’t tell anyone else that you do until I get back with you.”
“OK, mom, whatever.” Click. I’m sure she was rolling her eyes as she hung up.
So I called the doctor’s office and spoke with the nurse. The nurse explained to me that although my daughter was only a few weeks past her 18th birthday, she couldn’t really tell me what the doctor diagnosed.
“Well, here is what I know”, I told her, “Mari just told me she has syphilis!”
For the next few seconds all I heard was the nurse laughing in the phone. Once she had caught her breath she got out one word…
”Scoliosis!” she said between giggles.
The whole bizarre episode managed to somewhat break the ice with my co-workers, but it took another day for someone to get past the wall of silence to ask me about it!!!
I read on my way to work on the bus. Then I read on the bus on the way to school and once I got there. I didn’t really have to read at all. Dr E. assigns two students to break down each chapter. Then as a class we discuss the concepts and principles in each chapter.
This is another one of those classes where I have to participate. Dr E. gives you a check-mark for each time you answer a question. I guess he will use those check-marks to determine how many points to give you. I believe class participation/attendance is 10% of the overall grade. I’ll make it a point to participate at least once every other week. That way I’ll get at least half of the credit. I really hate talking in class.
I do plan on reading the books whether it’s my turn to break down the chapters or not. I like to know what’s going on without the outside influences from my classmates.
I had all weekend to do it. I kept putting it off on Saturday instead of just reading it. I was so tired yesterday (Sunday) that I didn’t do anything all day. I didn’t even go to the store and buy food. I was whiny and tired all day. I just laid around watching tv and that seemed to be taxing for some reason.
Now I have to try and cram the rest of my reading in before class starts tonight.
This is annoying the hell out of me right now! The VMA’s are on MTV right now. Big Whoop cause I could care less. I hate the VMA’s. I think they’re the worse award show out there and I’ve never watched them.
I turn on VH1 at 9:55 thinking I could catch the last 5 minutes of whatever show was on. All I saw was a 5 minute long promo for the VMA’s telling me that they’re on right now with a pull-back teaser showing who was on stage. Annoying but I’d deal with it. Except it’s now 10:15 and IT’S STILL ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How long are they going to shill the damn awards?!?!?! If people want to watch they’ll watch. You shouldn’t cram it down peoples throats.
Whew, end of rant!!!!!!!!
I just have a few thoughts today:
I hope everyone enjoys the rest of their weekend!
My Little Buttercup…
Towards the end of the golf course, Larry hit his ball into the woods and found it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups.
Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch.
All of a sudden … POOF!! In a flash and puff of smoke, a little old woman appeared.
She said, “I’m Mother Nature! Do you know how long it took me to make those buttercups? Just for doing what you have done, you won’t have any butter for your popcorn for the rest of your life.
“Better still, you won’t have any butter for your toast for the rest of your life. … As a matter of fact, you’ll never have any butter for anything for the rest of your life!!!!!”
Then POOF! .. she was gone!
After Larry recovered from the shock, he hollered for his friend, “Henry, where are you?”
Henry yells back “I’m over here in the pussy willows.”
Larry shouts back, “DON’T SWING, HENRY; FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON’T SWING!”
I liked most of my uncles family members. Emphasis on most because I did not like all of them. There were 2 or 3 in particular that I didn’t care for at all. One person was walking around with her nose in the air like she was royalty. One of her other cousins quickly knocked her off of her high horse which was pretty funny.
I guess I don’t understand because I’m a very friendly person. I’ll talk to complete strangers so I’m not going to be snotty towards family even if I don’t like you. I can still be civil and cordial. I’m kinda glad I don’t see these people that often because they are definitely mood killers.
Luckily, I do get along with most of the family so it won’t be too hard to ignore a few people out of over 100.
The reunion was nice for the most part. There were some things that I didn’t like and some that I did. I didn’t get any potato salad and there was no corn on the cob! Can you believe it?!?!? I did have some ribs and hot dogs and there were hamburgers but I didn’t get any. We were able to see what went right and what went wrong so that we know what to correct for next years reunion.
Things like more ice and soda. We also needed more side dishes and less snacks. Can you believe I’m saying less snacks!!!! I also think we should do some fund-raising so that more people pay their fair share.
I hope we have another one next year.
