I really know how it feels to be, stressed out STRESSED OUT!

It is chilly today, but it’s still a nice spring day.  I am totally not going to complain about the heat or the cold no more.  It’s useless anyway.  But what I do need to do is stop wearing these little sandals because my feet are a bit chilly today.

So per ALWAYS chatting in the loo is an unwritten rule of mine.  And I think because its unwritten people take all the liberties and just be talking to me cause they just don’t know. So I’m in the stall doing my thing and the lady next to me says ‘OH YOUR TOENAILS ARE SO PRETTY! I really need to go get a pedicure myself and that is the color I want!’ I was so flabbergasted and if you could have seen the look on my face, I was DONE!  No really, everything stopped I said a weak thanks and high tailed it outta there.  Then I looked at myself in the mirror and just shook my head.  REALLY??   What we are not gon do is have a conversation while I am in the freaking stall!!

This whole speculation behind what Solange, Jay Z, and Beyoncé said and did is a bit much.  We have all seen the footage and my girl Solange was indeed out for blood in the elevator.  I suspect we will never truly know what happened because they keep things like this real tight and quite.  But what I will say is that I am a younger sister and I have dared on more than one occasion for a man of any importance to try it with my sister.  The last guy I said it to laughed and then saw my face when I said I WILL HURT YOU and then did a little nervous giggle.  I still have it out for him and he don’t even know it!!  And Solange is not ratchet or ghetto she is just a sister.  What no one is saying is it looks like she is fussing at Beyoncé as well as Jay.  So they both did something that was outta pocket and Solange was fixin to handle it Miss Pope style!! What’s messed up is nothing we say or do is truly private; it’s just that what I say or do no one really cares.   No one is gonna leak no video footage of me.  So that’s what I have to say about that.  OH wait and Julius kinda coulda did a better job.  I mean I know he was protecting Bey!  Lawd I hope the Beygency don’t come for my edges!!  LOL

I wish my cat was as gangster as the one who attacked the dog that was attacking the little boy.  But alas Paisley is so not!!

Why do you need to go in the office right outside of my little cube?!?  Do I need to remind you that there are 100 others you can choose from?!?!  Ijs The shit is so annoying

Lady I am not trying to get in front of you.  The cash register dude is already checking you out.  WHY do you feel the need to get all up in my face?!?  I’m not the one!!

I have literally been on edge quite a bit here lately.  WELL hell, always!!  But my brain is on 100 and I will be glad when this month is over.  I know I’ve said I need to stop anticipating things to be over and just enjoy the present but it’s just so much on my plate and I’s tired and the break that is coming up is what I need!

random for EOB ;)

I was all set to talk about my random day(s) on the FB. And here goes…

So the average age of the people at the Pikesville Panera is 75.  I turned to look and there was an 85 year old in a SHORT tennis skirt with varicose veins and jiggly legs.  I can’t unsee that and I do not appreciate whoever sold that skirt to her AND for the people she was with to let her leave the house with said skirt on.  Then there was the 80 year old man.  They called his number and tried to give him his to go bag.  He is standing there looking at the Panera dude saying is it for here or to go?  For here or to go??  Panera dude starts taking the sandwich out of the bag and then stops and says well sir what did you want?  Old dude says oh well I just wanted to know if I could eat it here or did I have to take it to go?  Panera dude AGAIN says sir what do you want? Old dude says OH well I wanted to go!  Panera dude thrust the bag in his hand and I’m standing there like I CAN’T!!

To the lady with the bad wig and fisher hat, YES as a matter of fact you did just take my spot so don’t look at me crazy like you don’t know what’s up. 

Something that has really been bugging me lately are assumptions.  Don’t assume anything about me, NOT ANYTHING!!  Because as well as you think you know me I am just as likely to switch gears as I am to do what you think I’m going to do or say.  Just ask me.  This stems from a few things but most recently a coworker comes up to me and says ‘so you didn’t put up the signs in the bathroom and it is so unlike facilities to do something like that’.  I stood there like wait I DID put up the signs!  So a little background; the women’s restroom has been a point of contention for me for some time.  The women have been less that tidy.  When more people were in the building the restroom was cleaned a few times a day.  Now because we are the foster children of the company we have all of the 2^nd and 3^rd string workers and they don’t do the best job.  But there are less women so you would think the bathroom would not be so nasty.  OH BUT IT IS!!  After seeing more than anyone should in bathroom I made up a sign that said ‘Ladies we need to do better.  Please make sure ALL the contents of the commode are flushed including the liner’. I posted them and for the most part it‘s been not so bad.  So what made her think I didn’t have the where withal to do that?!  I’m not ashamed so it’s not like I’m hiding it, but she assumed I didn’t and didn’t ask me so I just said ‘WELL I think it has made a difference’ and carried my happy ass in the stall because need I remind you, I don’t like bathroom chatter (and I have a shy bladder). LOL

There is so much flesh that is exposed now that it has gotten the least bit warm.  I am trying to figure out why I get so offended by people who just do not dress appropriately? WHY DOES THIS BOTHER ME? Last week I went to Hershey Park for a lovely little outing and the theme of the day were booty shorts and leggings.  **LOUD SIGH** First off it was not warm enough to have on booty shorts, it just wasn’t.  And as for the leggings they are just wrong on so many levels but yet people still wear them like the look good (including me for my birthday, but I was harnessing my inner Solid Gold and I DID look good LOL).  Just please make sure the shirt or top is long enough.  In my thought process I tried to determine why it bothers me and I still can’t figure it out.  So like in my previous blog I’m gonna stop hatin for no good reason.  HOWEVER I will continue to hate on meggins OH YES THEY EXIST!!! And they too are wrong on so many levels and for so many reasons. 

General rants and raves May edition

This is how I've been feeling and what I've been thinking lately!

·         It’s raining already WHY are you testing the sprinkler system today AND it is spraying toward me.  I just want some lunch, not to get all wet from the sprinkler

·         I ordered potatoes, bacon, wheat toast and eggs.  WHY is it taking this much effort to get my order out and WHY do I need to plates?  I shoulda just ordered the bagel and told the little lady light on the cream cheese.

·       Patent leather spectators with blue snake print? Tight khaki’s and an army green jacket?!?!  NO SIR!!! GO back home and try again!!

·         Pantyhose are STILL for suckas!! I bought 5 pairs and I am already over wearing them for the season.  AND why is white or ivory so hard to find!?!?

·         Black chicks who look mad at the world, COME on sista it’s not that bad -vs- perky white chicks who I can NOT handle some days… I’m not sure which is better or worse

·         I thank Little Baby Jesus for the color purple, and pink, and yellow… and everything!! (not tryna piss Him off LOL)

·         So the line is snaking back to the deli of course I’m next but you now decide to open a new line?!? My life at ALL grocery stores on any given day

·         OH and at same store… dude I know you are the Frito Lay stocker I see your shirt.  WHY do you stop to help when you don’t know where the damn raisins are?  Did the girls mesmerize you?!?

·         The raisins the roommate has to have to eat her oatmeal.  The same woman who dipped into my Cinnamon Toast Crunch the other day who SWEARS she don’t like cold cereal and whose mother would put the milk in the back of the frig knowing it would freeze so she could heat it up and give her baby’s baby warm milk on cereal because she can’t understand why anyone would eat cold cereal in the first place and so now I don’t have to cause the milk was warm and then the cousins would laugh because they drank OTHER milk but I got warm milk on my damn honey nut cheerios that we all had to beg her to buy because really she wanted us to eat corn flakes everyday if it had to be cold even though she REALLY wanted us to eat oatmeal or cream of wheat cause that was hot cereal… and did I just go straight off on my dearly departed grandmother who I would give anything now to eat her hot cereal and biscuits?  Who after we ate all the cold cereal would load us in the big ass red LTD and proceed to make a U turn on Bennett Street!! AND traffic would stop and wait!! Back when you weren’t afraid to go to or say you were from Homewood

·         Whew… that one took a lot outta me!!

·         So when I say I’m hungry NOW it’s about to get ugly!  I don’t mean for it to and I have tried to remedy the situation early enough so that it wouldn’t get to this point.  But I know I have scared a few friends when I’m like NO… NOW!!!   I try to keep little snacks around because that is not the chick I want to let people see

·         I have to chuckle at myself for some of the things I say and do.  I totally crashed the Honey-Do reception at my sorority conference because I did not realize it was for them. I should have gotten a clue when I saw ALL of the men.  But no, I proceeded to go to the bar which I thought was open and THEN got not 1 but 2 cupcakes from the back table.  Hey in my defense no one was checking nothing at the door!!

·         Then there is me saying ‘No go ahead and finish what you saying so I can tell you you’re wrong!!’  She knows who she is and it needed to be said!!

·         Sometimes I want to do a random twirl.  I think it would freak people out!! SO I really shoudl do it!!

·         One of the funniest things at the conference was one golden explaining to another golden why they used the song ‘Happy’ in one of the reports at a plenary session.  AND THEN my girl broke out into singing it in an operatic voice no less on the little shuttle bus.  It was all I could do to not laugh. 

·         And speaking of the little shuttle bus that could, what you won’t do… even though you DID, is go into the CVS while we still on the bus and get snacks and cigs AND THEN after you come back ask if we wanted anything **blank stare**

·         I like that statement WHAT YOU WON’T DO!!!  Even though I stole it from Russ Par or at least he has (or had) a segment on his radio show ‘What you won’t do’

·         Does anyone buy porn anymore?  I mean I don’t… which is not to imply I ever did but I mean doesn’t everyone just look at it for free anyway?!?  I mean you know… if that’s your thing; which AGAIN not to imply that it’s MY thing!

·         AKWARD O_o

·         The dude is sitting right there is front of you what you won’t do it talk in your outside voice!!  He’s grey but I’m pretty sure he can hear AND we can too!!

·         I’m listening to a Frankie Knuckles (RIP) DJ set!  My life is good right now

·         Am I working?!?  Oh glad you asked… NO!!  Why?? Because the parameters of this assignment change a few times a day and they only bother to let me know changes every other day.  The email I just got basically said ALL the shit I did yesterday was for nothing!  So they can all go jump off the nearest cliff, get scurvy, and die!!

·         Why scurvy?!? 

·         To my SEMI-retired coworker… yeah I get it you are taking the summer off but I need my job!! So lemme lone right now chick!! LOL

·         My breakfast is running right through me. An overshare??  Perhaps!! But I didn’t go into the dirty details!!

·         I’m going to stop not liking people who don’t even know I exist.  Also I’m going to stop speaking to them because they don’t even know… THEY DON’T EVEN KNOW!!

·         I’m also going to stop pretending to flirt from afar.  In general boys are dumb and if I have to explain that what I just said was a compliment and/or that I was flirting then CLEARLY I ‘m doing it wrong

·         Don’t let the 2003 Corolla fool you!  She can and will pass your big ass truck AND I’ma look over when I get the chance to smirk at you!! It’s a stick shift, I DRIVE not guide the car!!

·         In what world does Craig Robinson get Kerry Washington?!? Yeah NO WORLD!!!  I’m watching Peeples right now.  He made a comment on The Office that he hooked up with an ugly chick.  I know that it was in the script, but I looked at him like REALLY?!?!  You judging someone’s looks?

·         I am feeling some kinda way about WAY to much today and I probably should start work soon…

don't you know that things go in cycles...

The other day Wendy Williams called Evelyn Lozado (one of the Basketball Wives who was not really a wife but then ended up marrying a football player, and then just had a baby by a baseball player) her new baby ‘cash register’.  Evelyn (who was also on the Iyanla Fix my life because the afore mentioned football player had head butt her and she had to get stiches BUT mainly because she had anger issues (but then WHO DOESN’T?)) responded by saying she doesn’t bother anyone and something about  Wendy’s  husband buying shoes for another woman.  So it got nasty and ugly.  I was really going to defend Wendy by saying she is not mean spirited, but that was kinda mean.  She kinda crossed a line talking about the baby although I think she was referring to the dude that HE is the cash register.   In general however, I don’t think she is mean spirited.  A few people I don’t like because they appear mean spirited, Joan Rivers tops my list, Chelsea Handler, and of course Perez Hilton.  Now in real life these people may be the nicest  people you would ever want to know but they come across as mean spirited to me.  Wendy, maybe in another life but now, nah she didn’t do it for the vine!! LOL

I know for a fact that sometimes I do not communicate well.  I know that I leave things to the imagination, allow folks to assume and make their own call.  BUT when I give you explicit and implicit instructions or directions and you still decide to assume or take matters into you own hands, I have an issue.   I told you what to do, you cc’d the entire department and NOT the person I told you to inform, so now shit is not gonna get done.  MEN!!

So for the 4^th time I have run into to dude that I ‘met’ online who insists on flirting and trying to get my number even though he doesn’t remember we have already met online AND in person and this is not fate but a really bad joke that the universe is playing on me.  What’s bad is he is kinda cute and had I met him randomly at the Rite Aid I would have given him my number.  I wouldn’t have known he was the type to brush his teeth AND try to carry on a conversation.  I wouldn’t have known when I disagreed with him, he was the type to say I was bitter and surely must have been hurt by other men.  I just wouldn’t have known.  BUT I DID KNOW!!  When I recognized who he was, I conveniently had a boyfriend and got in my car and prayed he didn’t follow me.

There is no one in my immediate area except me and 2 other co-workers.  WHY does my one co-worker insist on whispering?!?!  Every time she does I’m like DUDE we are the only ones here!!!  I jokingly say this is like ‘I am Legend’ the movie where Will Smith is like the onliest survivor and he sets up mannequins (where does he get them from?? Hmmm) so he doesn’t feel so alone. 

My brother said he never made it in a post on the good blog and honestly in reviewing it in my head he may be right.  What he needs to know is that even though he never made it in, allowing me to vent to him about other siblings (it’s only 3 of us LOL), our mother and just random shit in general has been such a relief.   In fact the other day I was ranting about a friend and just the act of getting it out is sometimes all I need.  SO thank you brother!!  YOU MADE IT IN!!!!

i gotta get it I GOT GOT TO GET IT...

I’m VERY ranty today and it’s only 1:30 in the afternoon but I feel like I’m done for the day.  So I go into Wal-Mart which I now officially hate. There are no more redeeming qualities and my mind is made up.  I called in the prescription for my mom Saturday thinking SURELY it will be filled today which is Tuesday.  Apparently the system only picked up one the 2 of course the one she is completely out of is the one that is missed.  So instead of the cashier helping me, he sends me to the drop off window where the lady apologizes and sends it to the system to be filled.  So I shop.  I get all the things I think I need and proceed to one of the very few cash registers open.  I see 3 dudes, I thought it was one order, but of course it was 2.  The 1^st dude swipes his card as I lovingly place all of my items on the belt, it doesn’t go through… he walks away.  The 2^nd dude swipes his card.  That didn’t work either.  I let the guy with just the Pepsi and M&M’s ahead of me.  The manager is called but they never seem to make it over, so the 3^rd dude pays with cash.  **blank stare** The second order goes through without a hitch, the baby 2 people behind me starts to scream in a pitch reserved for small animals.  This cashier is pleasant enough and I say to her, I don’t know if I could do it, it’s just too much with these people.  And not ‘these people’ meaning any particular people BUT ALL PEOPLE!!  Keep in mind I have been a cashier in fact I have done pretty much every job known to man LOL ok not really but I have done a lot.  I go back to the pharmacy and the little boy looks at me like this is the first time he has seen me ever in his life.  OK no problem I give my name and date of birth.  OH this prescription is out of stock miss.  EXCUSE ME?!?!  Ummmm…. He goes to confer with the people behind the wall and they all look at me like it’s MY fault they don’t have the damn prescription.  So this is when I get loud, not nasty BUT LOUD!  I called the prescription in Saturday and I am completely out so you need to call another Wal-Mart so I can get it filled today!!  Then they all scramble.  The box from UPS just came in so they looked in there (they is 3 people behind the wall), the looked on the shelf, then the pharmacist said well I have to place an order so it will be in tomorrow.  Yeah that’s not going to work I NEED IT NOW!! So he in all his wisdom is like Oh well I can give you pills for a few days.  Ya think? Thank you and are you sure it will be in tomorrow? Oh yeah I need to place the order before I forget.  He then proceeds to say they changed suppliers, the system was down and whatever the hell else.  What I wanted to say but I didn’t is I don’t give a fuck!!  I really don’t.  Wanda Sykes did this whole bit on when she turned 40 she just didn’t give any fucks anymore and I’m 40 and I too do not give many fucks about very many things.  Why am I being penalized for your system not working correctly?  Why do I have to come back to this damn store in a few days which is not terribly out of the way but it is an inconvenience?  So then I stand there.  And then I ask the pharmacist WHY am I still standing here?  I thought you were going to give me a few pills?  So he was like oh yeah Christopher has to check you out.  Does HE know that?  Then the African lady who had been fussing with her insurance company since I came up the 2^nd time deemed me her new best friend.  They raised her prescription from $25 to $50 and she was PISSED.  And I agree.  $50 is a lot of money and folk don’t have extra when no one bothered to tell them.  She had transferred from CVS and I told her I was about to transfer to Rite Aid.  There is just no hassle there.  She said this place is too much hassle.  So then Christopher finally finished with the OTHER African lady whose prescription was being filled and bagged just as he was trying to find it.  She was very patient with him.  Meanwhile 2 more people walked up to get in line.  I thought for a few seconds if this little boy makes me wait, it’s gon get real ugly.  So the lady fussing with me says I NEED MY PERSCRIPTION NOW!!  It’s $50 but I have to get it.  Then I chime in WHY AM I STILL STANDING HERE?!?! Christopher gets a little afraid and hell I would too with 2 angry black women about to beat him down.  So then he says to me well I am going to take her first.  I say IT DOESN’T MATTER WHO YOU TAKE JUST MOVE FASTER!!  The pharmacist was like please take her!!  So he rings me up asking form my name for a 3^rd time. Really dude?  SO I continue YOU HAVE TO HAVE A SENSE OR URGENCY!!  I HAVE STUFF TO DO THIS LADY HAS STUFF TO DO (she nods in agreement) WE GOT STUFF TO DO AND YOU ARE MOVING TOO SLOW.  I HAVE SHOPPED AND I WAITED ANOTHER 15 MINUTES.   I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!!  I absolutely will be transferring to Rite aid because this is not even the 1^st time the meds are out of stock and they look at me like well what am I supposed to do?!?  It’s just too much!!!

mic please...

I am not a hoarder… but I do have hoarding tendencies.  I can rationalize just about anything to keep or buy or not throw away; which is why last spring when I had someone come help me with my lil issue it brought to light just how much shit I had.  So 95% of the people in my office building are moving and with that comes massive amounts of shit that had in their office, cubes, closets and general team areas.  It has been SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO hard for me to not pick up the stuff they are throwing away.  SO hard!!  And to my defense I have passed a lot of it up mainly because it was crap.  But for some reason I am still stuck on cups.  Do I need them no of course not, but did that stop me?  NO OF COURSE NOT!  I have 3 new travel mugs that are mainly for cold drinks and I have rationalized that they would be good for my mother…err I mean roommate.  She needs more incentive to drink water.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.  I did pass up tons of office supplies because my basement is already cluttered with the booty they I got from closing an office a few years ago.  Today I have rationalized the need for a rolling file drawer.  I mean COME ON, it has wheels!  So actually this is a good find! AGAIN… that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. 

There is this new campaign to ban the word bossy.  I must admit, I’m not real sure about the whole thing. I have seen a few of the ads and it does make me cringe; probably because I have been called bossy or some version of it my whole life.  Recently while dealing with my mother and some of her needs it was said to me and  I let it slide because I thought well if I’m NOT bossy then shit won’t get done.  It never occurred to me that this word can make girls recoil and not want to be the leaders that they can be.  Even now, this project I’m on at work I defer to my white male co-worker because I never want to come across as the angry black chick or the bossy girl.  I just don’t want to rock the boat.  I have wanted to fly below the radar and just make sure things are easy peasy even though I know questions need to be asked, meeting need to be held, accountability needs to occur for things not getting done.  Sometimes extra assertion is needed and no one should be labeled as being bossy.  Words mean things so maybe this is a good campaign to get people to think about how girls and women are thought of by the words used.  Many women of influence are on this campaign because they are the main ones that have risen above that and any other label.  For the average girl I’m sure it can be hard.  Just watch what you say to the little ones.  It can have a bad connotation. 

So I think my Tribe Called Quest lyric titles are randomly lost on my random readers so maybe I need to some other randomness for the titles??!?!

before this, did you really know what live was?

I wouldn’t say I am feeling like a slave today but at very least an indentured servant.  I’m on a project that keeps morphing into new things daily.  It’s always good because when I’m done with this I will be a freaking expert. 

I am getting to the point way quicker than I thought that I am getting sick of my hair!  JUST SICK OF IT!!  And then I go online to see new styles and new whatever and these people doing these videos can be quite hilarious.  So I got stuck on videos of pre-poo and pooing which means before you wash or shampoo OR co-wash because God forbid if you actually use shampoo to wash your hair which is a WHOLE other conversation OH and using vs not using combs.  It just gets to be a bit much.  Back in the day my mother would wash my hair, comb it, brush it, grease it, press it and whatever else.  The only time my hair fell out is when she relaxed it.  My little virgin tresses did not like or take it very well.  Then I got this hideous bob cut that I got joked about, my ‘friends’ said I had a Beatles hair cut LOL.   Then my head became a head of steal!  I got used to getting relaxers and color… until my hair started breaking off again. 

It has come to my attention that a lot of folks still do not know that my roommate is my mother!  A soror came up to me recently and said who IS THAT PERSON!!!  They sound horrible sometimes!  And I said well she IS horrible sometimes, but it’s my mom!  Putting it into context makes some of what I say make sense.  I have another friend that asked WHY would you get water for your roommate?  And I said because she gets real helpless at night when she is sleepy.  Which she really does.  All day she can manage but as soon as I walk in the door she needs water, or kool-aid, or a cookie OR just anything that will make me walking in the door a task.  Some days I just go upstairs. It’s like I know you have needs and you are probably ready for dinner but I need a minute.  95% of the time I can get it together quickly, but it’s that 5% where I am praying to all the Jesus’ that I need help because I just feel I can’t do it no more.  And I know I hide behind humor a lot, maybe too much sometimes because folks really have no idea.  But it’s funny to me and on the days it’s not, then I don’t laugh.  But here is this 71 year old woman that for a good 30 years of my life was vibrant self-sufficient and then slowly she stopped being like she was.  I think the clue that she stopped being as independent was on that winter day that she totaled her Aveo… then there’s the fact that she bought an Aveo!!  I think they stopped making that car and for good reason, it was a dumb little car LOL She needed some chicken wings, and I mean come on who doesn’t?!?  The Chinese place she was going to was literally down the street.  She got in the car I think there were flurries that day, the car spun around and hit the curb, I think.  She did major damage but I think it was more so that it was such a small car.  Totaled that dumb little car… IT WAS JUST DUMB!!  And small in not even a cute Mini Cooper kinda way… WHEW I digress.  It was a lot of little things until she fell broke her shoulder yadda yadda yadda… then came to live with me. ( I yaddaed a WHOLE series of events LOL)  Now saying that my mother lives with me is not a bad thing, maybe it sounds better than a 40 year old having a roommate which I honestly don’t know which is better or worse.  I do have pretty stern thoughts on people my age living with their parents but sometimes it’s what just needs to happen.  And my mother lives with me, which is different and I started the whole roommate thing as a joke.   I still think it’s funny but maybe not.    She just says and does such funny stuff!  So The Voice is on.  Last week she said ‘Usher is kinda cute!’  This week she asks me Do you think Usher is cute, I said not really she said ‘well he is!’  I mean how do you challenge that?

This project I am on is making me question my sanity.  I know I am not a crazy chick but 3 emails ago my team lead said 1 thing and now he is saying something completely different.  And I am in a total fuck it mode so… good luck with anything getting done today.  After the back and forth emails that we had this morning I have decided I aint doing nothing today!!  I just got caught up on my Black & Sexy series, that would be on the good YouTube which has, and I know I’ve said before, a great deal of content.  I need to get caught up on my Wendy Williams, but the good Kindle decided it needs more juice.  I left my Kindle at work last night and was really concerned about it still being here.  I had a theft at my little desk.  Someone took my charger and the charger adapter.  I know it’s my fault for not locking it up, but really it’s not even for an iPhone.  It was just very random and a violation of my space.  The Kindle was in my desk, so I prayed that no one would take it.  I got it on HSN and it’s not even available anymore.  I was doing some heavy duty calculating on how much a new one would be; thankfully it was where I left it LAWD what was my point? OH so I have to let it charge more so I can watch Wendy! And other shows  because I am (I totally just went on a IMDB digression to look up that character from Office Space whose name I already forgot… and it should be noted when I gave notice from where I work now back in the late 90’s I totally took a ½ day and went to see Office Space… when he had his interview with the ‘consultants’ after he had been hypnotized he said I don’t like work and I’m not gonna do it anymore… yep that’s how I feel right now LOL)  Ummm if you can follow this thought stream then you are special like me!

95% of the people in my building are moving to another building, but not me and 2 of my co-workers.  Why?  Because we are lowly contactors.  They could not be bothered to make sure we had a new home like everyone else.  It’s so funny to me because it just is.  I think either 2 days before or after ‘they’ are gonna be like OH YEAH what about those 3 people?!?  My 1 co-worker thinks they are just gonna move us and not tell us and when we get to work Monday all out stuff is gonna be gone.  The only thing the new building has is water and ice that you can get from the frig without having to touch anything (you know like an ice scoop) and a fuse ball table.  But this aint Google or Zappos, ie FUN places to work so I can bet that those fuse ball tables don’t get used at all.   This brings me to I really wonder how it would be to work at a fun place.  I am searching my brain for all 150elven (see more than just 50eleven) jobs I have had I can’t think of a place that was out and out fun.  The restaurants had fun people working there, but then you had to contend with management.  Even bartending it was the fun job but at one point it stopped being fun too.  Corporate jobs are never fun.  The Country Radio station in Richmond where I interned is about the closest to FUN.   A few years ago, probably when I wasn’t working I google fun jobs and I came across a site that you could shadow people in the field you thought you wanted to work.  I can’t remember how much it cost, but there was fee.  For instance, if you wanted to open a Pizza shop in Baltimore then you might pay to go to a restaurant in Chicago for a week to see what it really takes.  The concept is great. For some it might be OH YEAH and others like OH HELL NO!!  I have worked around enough kitchens to know that is not the type of fun I want, but I still think I have it in me to open a little bar/lounge.  It wasn’t just food related stuff either, it might have been a personal trainer, or a zookeeper; just a whole lot of things some people may never even think about.