I so don’t want to be at work today. I wish I were anywhere else right now. Like in a Jacuzzi with a glass of wine and a good book overlooking some awesome ski slopes. Yeah that’s where I wish I were right now. In a cabin somewhere with giant windows watching the snow coming down. With a giant Christmas tree in the place somewhere and Johnny Mathis singing “White Christmas”. I don’t want much do I?

My coworkers are all whack. It’s gotten to where they’ll hire anyone. Unger is now the Sales Manager and in charge of hiring people for sales. It’s starting to feel like a phone room. It sucks. It’s always loud in here anymore and I usually leave work with a headache from the sheer volume of noise. I was reading this and this on Milkmaid’s diary recently where she talks about coworkers bringing fish to work and flatulence and all the joys of being forced to endure other people you didn’t choose to spend time with.

Odd how workplaces are…you get shoved into situations you didn’t ask to be involved in. Half the people I am currently working with aren’t even the kind of people that I would have a conversation with in any other circumstance and yet here I am smiling at them and pretending to have interest. I can’t say that I don’t like anyone I work with. That’s not the case. I do like Unger. He’s cool. I had a moment where I walked out of work and he talked me into calmness long enough to work out the issues between my boss and I. So Unger is cool.

I like Delboy, even though I think his wife is the source of all his problems, and every time we go out to lunch, which isn’t often since I don’t eat that stuff anymore, he ends up calling her on his cell phone and they talk while I sit there feeling stupid drinking a glass of water. I don’t go there for the food, it was supposed to be to hang out and talk. So there’s nothing like a lunch partner that is occupied with a cell phone conversation to ruin a lunch.

And thankfully I like my boss and our controller. They’re both cool as hell. And are my only bosses. So in the big scheme of things at least I dig my bosses…the people that sign the checks!

But overall the pigs I work with, and I use that term strongly and with purpose, leave a lot to be desired. Today in the break room, there were ants everywhere because no one else in here knows how to clean up. They make coffee and spill sugar. I finally decided that from now on the refrigerator would be dump trucked out into the garbage can every Friday at 5 o’clock, no questions asked. Get your 4-day-old pizza out or I will. I don’t even want to talk about what that green stuff in an old cool whip container is. Grosssss….

I used to work for this same company working out of a house. It was 1100 square feet with 5 to 6 people working there. We were cramped in and it was usually hot. The computer systems were outdated and the pc I worked on was always slow and I must have rebooted it 5 to 6 times in a day. We had I think 6 or 7 phone lines to work with. Sometimes you had to wait to use the phone while other people did their thing. In the business I’m in that was a major thing. The situation was what we jokingly referred to as “ghetto”. The UPS and Fed-Ex guys would come into that house and see all the computers and office equipment and say “wow this is a business in here”. Uh…yeah!!!

So we finally move into a very large building with tons of windows, clean carpeting, white walls, new pc’s with the latest and the greatest and ahhhhhh it’s so nice.

Only now all these freaks get hired all the time that are nothing but GHETTO!!!!! I owe I owe so it’s back off to work I go... Not everyone has it made at work!!!

Achin’ to be rich…afterall MONEY IS EVERYTHING!!!!…. ;-)

PoeticaL

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?

Another day older and deeper in debt

Saint Peter don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go

I owe my soul to the company store

-“Tennessee” Ernie Ford