Is it Friday yet?
I can't believe how good I had it, leaving work at 5 on the dot every day. Being home by 6. Now I'm lucky to be out of work by 7. Which naturally me leads me to..
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you dont know what you've got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
Put em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Hey farmer farmer
Put away that d.d.t. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!Dont it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last nightI heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
i hate my job.
but you knew that already didn't you?
Congratulations to the 2006 World Series Championship St. Louis Cardinals. What a way to christen a new stadium! And kudos to the little-est man in baseball, David Eckstein, on being named MVP -- Most Valuable Pest! That mother is one pesky little dude. I only wish they had been able to win the '04 series against those Idiot Red Sox.I was so glad to see the Tigers go down. The thought of Kenny Rogers winning a WS ring was a little too much to bear. All Kenny Rogers hatred aside, they didn't deserve to win. They were sloppy, sloppy, sloppy. And with the exception of Sean Casey, didn't hit for shit. Where have you gone Placido Polanco?Due to the suck-itude of the job I've come home every night exhausted and not able to do much more than stuff from food in my hole, pet the cats and go to sleep so I really only saw a couple of innings of each game, except for last night where I stayed up until 11:30. 11:30 people! That's like 4 am for normal people. I'm excited for the Cards and their fans, but sad too since the 2006 season is officially over and I have to wait til April 2007 for MLB to return. That's like 5 whole months away!Note to the idiots at Fox: Maybe the ratings for the WS is in the toilet because the games don't start til 8:30 -- how 'bout you move the start times up so that the people who actually follow the game (people who have school and jobs) have a shot in hell of seeing the end of the game? Maybe people aren't tuning in because they know they won't be able to see the end of it? Just a thought. Nice touch though on adding Joe Girardi to the pre-game.
I would love to tell you that so far the new job is great...... but I would be lying.
Is anyone out there in HR? 'Cause I have some questions:
1. Is it legal to demote someone w/o cause?
2. Can I negotiate a severance package (even though I've not been laid off?)
3. Do I have ANY options here?
Yesterday was the big move and consolidation of companies. What a long, bullshit, pain-in-the-ass day. I am tired, sore and just filled with hatred. I feel like I have a permanent scowl on my face. And the cherry on the sundae? Had to go in today at 9:00 on a fucking Saturday to unpack. Can I begin to tell you how much that sucked?
Did I tell you I got demoted? Oh yeah baby you read that right. Fucking bullshit. But for now I just have to smile and suck it up. I've had thoughts of quitting... which is probably what they want but I need the health insurance. The paycheck too of course but more importantly the insurance. How did I get myself in this situation? And how the fuck do I get out?
I am tired, depressed and just too fucking overwhelmed to post anything. Let's just say getting fired would have been the preferred alternative.
I gotta get out of there and pronto!
My love for all things Cameron Crowe has been well documented -- well, I didn't love "Elizabethtown" but nevertheless...I watched "Singles" last night -- I hadn't seen that movie in about a bazillion years and man, has it held up well. And what a great cast, Kyra Sedgwick (great hair!), Campbell Scott, Bridget Fonda, Matt Dillion. It wasn't until I was watching the credits that I realized that Jim True, who plays David Bailey, is Jim True-Frost aka Det. Roland 'Prez' Pryzbylewski from "The Wire." And of course, it being a Cameron Crowe movie, the music is great too --
1. Would? - Alice In Chains
2. Breath - Pearl Jam
3. Seasons - Chris Cornell
4. Dyslexic Heart - Paul Westerberg
5. Battle Of Evermore - The Lovemongers
6. Chloe Dancer / Crown Of Thorns - Mother Love Bone
7. Birth Ritual - Soundgarden
8. State Of Love And Trust - Pearl Jam
9. Overblown - Mudhoney
10. Waiting For Somebody - Paul Westerberg
11. May This Be Love - Jimi Hendrix
12. Nearly Lost You - Screaming Trees
13. Drown - Smashing Pumpkins
In the words of Cliff Poncier where is the "Iron Man" of today?
while trying on bras last night:
"He doesn't like me to wear black underwear"
"My nipples look really funny"
"Do you have anything that will makes my breasts look 10 years younger?"
Because? My week wasn't shitty enough? I'm my way to the dentist for a root canal.
Job update: As expected our entire sales staff got fired. The rest of the staff is still "safe" for now. We are moving next week and I DON'T WANT TO GO!! I don't want to leave my nice, very convenient-for-my-commute-office where I have the luxury of my own door! And windows! And no she-devil breathing down my neck, expecting me to work 12 hour days. Yes, I know I've been very lucky (and spoiled!). And now that's all about to change and WAH! WAH!
Can you believe this shit?
Would it too mean of me to if I said I guess he was as good a pilot as he was a pitcher? Yeah, you're right. That is a little too mean, even for me.
The first thing I learned about baseball was good pitching stops good hitting. And good pitching, timely hitting and an outstanding bullpen was what the Detroit Tigers had. Now I hope Oakland kicks the shit out of them and makes Jim Leyland cry. Meanwhile, the Yanks are turning into the Braves of the AL East. Well, I guess I'd rather have lost to the Tigers than to the Mets, if you know what I mean.
Even though I said if the Mets got further than the Yanks in this postseason I would root for the Mets -- I don't think I can do it. I'm trying but just not feeling it. Fuck. The Mets are already up 3-0 in the first. Excuse me while I go stick my head in the oven now.
I can't even begin to detail how totally and royally my life sucks.
Nothing comes easy and everything is that much harder.
Physically I'm no better today than I was 6 months ago. I feel for every step forward I make a day later it's two steps back.
Emotionally I'm a wreck. The stress of my illness, the uncertainty that surrounds my job, the total absence of any kind of semblance of a romantic life... it's just not good.
I can't seem to get into any kind of good groove and it's taking its toll. I try to force myself to be in a good mood but can't substain it for very long. I'm hiding myself from loved ones because I know what a drag I'm being and don't want to inclict this on anyone else.
And if the fucking Yanks lose today I'm gonna be really pissed.
Kenny Rogers? Kenny "I'm A Big Pussy" Rogers? KENNY ROGERS? KENNY ROGERS?
What the fuck is the world coming too?
Have I mentioned how much I am loving (AM LOVING!) Season 4 of "The Wire"?
No way to adequately describe how great this show is (GREAT GREAT GREAT!)but take my word for it, it's fucking GREAT! Well worth the $12 a month for HBO.
This whole job situation is a fucking pain in the ass. Do I have a job? What will that job be? These are legitimate questions, one's that I have the right to ask and be answered. I am sick and tired and frustrated and frankly, mad as hell. I've been a loyal employee, a hard worker and deserve to be treated with respect. I don't like the bullshit and the game playing. If this indicative of the way I'll be treated if I do have a job then FUCK YOU. I don't need this crap. Oh, I'll suck it up for now but the second something comes along I will be OUT OF THERE!!!!! In the words of David Allan Coe, I will tell you to "take this job and shove it."
Man, I hate not knowing.
End of the regular season.
Fewer words make me sadder. Even with my team in the postseason with a legit shot at another World Series title, I'm always sad that the regular season is over. Maybe because it means summer is really gone, and that winter really is on it's way. I find the long baseball season comforting, like a good friend who's always around when you need them.
