so, ive been working sixteen to twenty hour shifts for the last ten days... there is such a thing as a second wind and a third and fourth... this morning though i could not drag my ass out of bed... seeing how both of the people i had schedualed to work this morning flaked i got to sleep in... ahhh.... i think ive burned cheese out too... we havent done any house work for a week and it looks like a fucking bomb went off in our kitchen... the rain has stopped and we have made amazing headway in our project. i will have to go to work on manday as im in danger of them trying to fire me. i got a call on friday morning as i was driving the girls to school...
"where are you?"
"im on the flats, im driving the girls to school. why?"
"we are having a meeting and you should definitly be here!"
"i have the day off, its on the board."
"you should get here as soon as possible! hurry."
the tone in her voice let me know that it most likely had something to do with me... i roll in to work about thirty minutes later than i normaly do and the meeting is over... everyone is busting ass getting ready for the day and looking at me like im gonna get it hen the boss rolls out.
i go looking for the boss and give him the "how dare you call me into work on my day off" look. he laces into me about showing up on time and getting stuff fixed and blah, blah, blah...
"well, im glad we are on the same page man, because ive been asking you for help with this shit for a year now." i said. totally stumping him and interupting his rant agaisnt me..
"what, no?!?!? YOU NEED TO SHOW UP ON TIME!"
"I have the day off, its on the board AND in your palm pilot, im i might be taking off next week as well. i have work to do at home before the rains come."
"you have a job here and ths is your fucking priority!!! blah, blah, blah blah, fucking you and your blah blah blah."
he storms out. he wants my desk cleaned off. so i do the windshield wiper technique and shove it all into a huge box, store it in my parts shed, help out in the yard for two hours, order some fucking parts and wave good bye. people in the office werent talking to me and i needed to go as i had people ready to work probubly sitting in their vars at my house already over half an hour away...
thinking it might be a good fucking idea to show up to work on monday, sober and ready to take another ass chewing. i love that shit. some folks need to exert their boss-a-tude on others and feel omnipotent by hollaring and belly-aching about... i'll make sure the piece of equipment he needs to use that day is in the shop being serviced... fucker..
in other news... go on over to bollixs blog and read his shocking story, he has finnaly stopped posting about his bits and mjs indian sitting position tactics.... you wont be dissapointed.... good good fun. at some one elses expense. have a great rest of the weekend all...
*sluggs off to get back to work*
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I lost more jobs telling the boss to fuck off than for lack of working.
You told him the truth, you need help and he doesn't care so let him screw himself if he fires you and can't keep a replacement.
I used to love looking at their numbers on the display as they called to hire me back HA HA HA
They never realize you put in a 12 hour shift in 8 hours until you're gone and can't replace you.
I have been known to let my bosses (Sergeants) know how I felt about them, their performance, and how theft isn't just about shoplifting. Instead of turning themselves into decent humans, they make it their life mission to screw with me.
Are you sure you don't work for a police department? The BS sounds the same.
And don't be late to roll call.
"Comment Deleted," I swear to God that wasn't me!
Hi honey. Where can I get a good bag of cement? What?! I know you've had a hard week and the last thing you need is me, but I'm here with good news. No, I'm not pregnant. I'm here to tell you I love you. Yup, that simple. You're one of the best brothers I've ever had and I appreciate you. Cece just left a comment at the Wild Onion. She could probably use your support. She made me think about a whole hell of a lot of stuff. She's losing her dad you know and it's painful. I love you Zack. Thanks for ALWAYS putting up with my bullshit and making me laugh and think. You're a great guy and a dear friend. I believe as Cece does, we all met for a reason. I do love you. You know that. *Peeks at tatoo and smiles!*
i would say it sounds like you work at my job however, they are more likely to just stab you in the back without warning...thankfully they are mostly afraid of me and think i am nuts as i don't socialize with the bitches...but i do keep tallys and they are adding up to quite a nice little package :)
when the boss gets on my case i just give him a blow job. you might try it.
wait.
....no, go ahead. give it a shot.
My boss does the same thing. You can tell him a month in advance and remind him every week and remind him the day before and he's still 'surprised' and belligerent when you aren't there. Aaaggh.
Cece lost her dad this weekend.
Love you.
ummm FN...if inner voices is giving the blow job...isn't his boss then giving the shot?
Frankly, I don't know how you withstand the urge to throw a punch. But then I guess in the end that would be counter-productive...
Bollix's taser story was second only to his shit-covered ipod story.
walker, they tried that once, we took a six month break from each other and when they called me back i came back with a raise and a new desk and office. so i wouldnt mind another six month break right now...
csi, unfortunatley im no cop... i do have an LAPD hat that i stole from a liquor store in santa barbara though. i often thought id make a good small town cop, but all the morals and ethics involved might screw that up...
suz, thanks for the comment... sucks to hear about cece. i'll go check her out.
daisy, ther are enough tallys and little packages around here to fill sink hole... top it off with a large amount of ego and and it becomes a mountain. fecking werk people eh?
nations, ummmm... no. "but blow job does have kind of a work ethic attached to it doesnt it? makes one feel like they are doing something good for the economy..." george carlin
megan, it never ends... good luck on your end.
that guy, and takin names...
LEAH, no punching here, i do wonder if i will be on the recieving end of one of those though... and a little birdie told me that the tazer story might be a re-run.
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