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fscking expensive-ass car repairs on a dinosaur we can't afford to take out in the back and double-tap to the base of its skull. first the windshield wiper mechanism and now the power steering pump? GAH!
I'm doing a presentation with someone that likes to make asides, usually ones that undermine the topic at hand. We're doing a run-through today. Seriously tempted to start over any time he pulls that, only we'd probably be here all night. Argh.
FIVE freakin times you have asked me to reschedule our meeting because you cannot keep your calendar straight. So NO, I will NOT reschedule for a sixth time. You are screwing up my schedule and calling me sweetie and dearheart and xoxo DOES NOT MAKE UP FOR THE FACT THAT YOU ARE NOT RESPECTING MY TIME.
healthcare.gov is STILL screwed up, STILL treating my husband and I as roommates and not a married couple. They STILL refuse to combine our incomes and determine Medicaid eligibility based on household income, rather than individual income. I am still eligible (of course) but my husband is STILL not. :(
Because everyone else is playing drag-ass, we only have three writers who consistently put out material on FreakSugar's site: my comics/toys/lifestyle editor, me, and another guy in the same department. This is despite the fact that, including editors, that we have about 10 folks who could be putting out material.
Tried to explain something to do with our insurance to work colleague in a meeting. Got 1 sentence and a half sentences through before they grabbed two key words and went on a massive rant trying to guess what I was saying. I didn't say a word and after two minutes I stood up and walked out.
My SIL has FINALLY made it to the 2nd trimester with a pregnancy (her 6th one). She's at around 14 weeks now and just found out there's a 93% chance the baby has Downs. While it's not the end of the world, I just wish she could catch a break. *sigh
Logan doesn't play Minecraft yet, but watches YouTube videos about Minecraft whenever he gets the chance. It's all he talks about. I'm so sick of it already. If Minecraft was a person I'd punch it in the face.
I hate that that the words "I don't understand how/why..." come out of my mouth related to so many many things here at work. Primarily, it's a terrible lack of communication and organization. Latest fiasco? Ordering company fleeces. Simple task, right? Let's verify who's in the company and send them an email? Nope, that would be too easy...
Called about a second house I saw listed. Got a text back saying they'll email me the application & let me know date of open house. Texted them my email. So when he sends me the app, it's in an email with six other interested parties! Their email addresses visible to me, mine to them!
I'm going to work tomorrow for the morning for the first time this month. Con: Sixteen days ago I sprained my ankle, still hopping around on one leg with crutches, still hurts like hell. Pro: I'm bringing Sophie with me so it will be fun.
the central library in my city is closing permanently on the 23rd. oldest is pretty upset about this and i am none too pleased myself. she made me promise to bring her back this week with a camera and take more photos and let her say goodbye.