yeah, end all ready. its been a long day. the higher ups are in a meeting, where they are finally going to discuss buying some new trucks for the fleet. but it isn't really as good as that sounds. because instead of buying some basic, entry level, rubber floored work trucks, they have asked me to price out some brand new trucks for management. now i really don't give two flying fucks what they do, but does management need any more perks? three weeks paid vacation, one week holiday pay, spring bonus, Christmas bonus...aaarrrgggghhhh...
"hey lets buy ourselves some new trucks."
out of the trucks i priced out with the options specified, only one came in under fifty thousand dollars.
"mines got to have satellite radio."
its a supposed to be a work truck, not an image mobile.
"the company i work for makes tons of money! so don't feel bad when i bend you over and don't use any lube, cause daddy need some leather seats! hah!"
but they have their ways and do work alot, with out them this company would have disappeared and poof!!! gone.
in other news....
I'm so sick of being hung over. felt like assapoopoo all damn day. hey! perhaps i shouldn't drink so fucking much everyday. but tomorrow is oaklandgirls sisters 21st birthday. Wednesday we are having lots of cheeses family over, Thursday is eat too much food, and drink too much wine day, then there is... well, Friday.we all know what happens on Friday right, oh and Saturday. probably have to drink on Sunday just so i don't have any withdrawals... so in theory, i have to drink continuously for the next week before i can get a break. uugghhh.. my stomach just turned over and a small Yeager burp worked its lovely way out. enjoy that little bit of imagery.