Okay, so I have had the most f'ed up dreams in the past tweleve hours. All during one hour nap intervals due to work being a bitch and even though it was my day off I had to go in for five hours and almost had to go back tonight for another four. Yes, it is days like this I am most bitter. But man, oh man, these drams! And in color and so vivid!
1. I am in my apartment back in Massachusetts. I get into my car and drive the way to work, admiring all the beautiful leaves and the cool, crisp fall air. I pass work and I am driving down a large hill towards Seekonk when I realize I am falling asleep. I scream at myself to wake up in the dream and I do....in my bed back in Indiana. Spooky.
2. I am in my apartment in Indiana. I pull down my Patriots glass from the cabinet and put ice in it and it immediatly shatters into a million pieces onto the floor. The same thing happens to my Red Sox glass. I start crying and drop to the floor in tears because they were very special to me as they were the last thing Patti gave me before I moved here to remember them back home. I woke up with wetness on my pillow, but I am fairly certain that was only drool. LOL!
3. And now the one that takes the cake, which I just woke up from: I am back at my Mom's house in Ohio and my brother is ther with my mom. We were just getting ready to leave somewhere all dressed up when a helicopter lands in our backyard. Out steps one of our female congress members from Ohio. Matt and I race outside to meet her and a limo pulls up with her husband and kids in the back. The butler that gets out of the helicopter with her says he will make sure we will be compensated for landing in our backyard with a few hundred dollars. Butler looks scarily like Crispin Glover-weird enough in itself. Anyway so we meet the family and the congresswoman is all snobby and the "I summer on the continent" type, her husband is cool and her kids are like corn children. The husband gives my brother a day planner and a box of homemade cookies and Crispin Glover pulls me away to give me a secret item; a large tin of flavored protein (okay a sure sign right there I have been watching/reading too much Firefly). Then they all take off.
OMG, so freaking weird and real like. No more naps for me....ever! Just had to write them down they were so spooky!
My Pats are going to kick some Indiana booty! I am headed over to a friend's house to watch the beatdown. A Colts friendly friend that is. *snickers* As if they have a chance.
BTW, does anyone else think that Peyton Manning's head looks like one from a boblehead doll? Yeah, me too. :D
I feel sick this morning, like nervous sick. I hate doctors. I am just hoping this one will have some excellent news for me and I will be through menopause before the busy season. *sighs* That would be nice.
Had a freaking meltdown last night around 2:30am after I found that Liam had peed in my bed once again. And this is after I cleaned out his litter box that morning, so I know it isn't that. I am just getting so tired of having to wash my comforters...plus it is getting expensive. I just want to know why he is doing it! Well, that and it would be nice to go to bed for the night and NOT find a surprise waiting for me.
In funny work story news (has been a while), we had two assholey customers come in within a week from each other. Well, technically one didn't come in, she phoned in, but she called Corporate on us anyway (Corporate is sssoooooo important it deserves to be capitilized. *snerk*).
The first one got crappy with me when I wouldn't give her the ticket price on items she was returning because she didn't have the receipt and policy states to give them the lowest price in the last 30 days (um, these had been on sale for a while). She ended up swearing at me, ripping receipts out of my hand and throwing a cut up merchandise card at me (which she cut up herself in rage over my disobidience in giving her what she wanted). .....And then she comes back to rebuy them because "Why should we get to have those clothes?" *dies laughing* People really are asshats.
The one who called in sent us a check. Umhm. A check. No note, no credit card number for a payment, no statement, nothing. No phone number on the check. Called her bank and they wouldn't help us, so we mailed it back to her. She got all shirty with one of my AssMans. Called Corporate because it was horrible that we could do nothing for her!
*snickers* Told DSM yesterday before she got two calls from corporate on us. And I quote straight from teh DSM's mouth:
"They were both probably PMSing. You just got two unreasonable customers who happened to be on the rag."
I love it! *dies lauhging* For once, someone on our side!
Took the day off work today, but as per usual ending up having to go in today. Grrrr.At least it was for only ten minutes. *shakes head* It took me longer to drive in and drive home than it did once I was there.
Well, thesnapelyone and Penelope have just taken off with her family. *small wibble* I let Liam out of my bedroom and he is currently alternating between sniffing the living room carpeting and mewing plaintively LOL. At least he stopped glaring at me like he was doing earlier when we were waiting for her family.
Let's see....have become horribly addicted to King.com. I am just too sad *L*. It has some wicked fun games, but some of the people on there are jackasses. More so if you are playing games like 9 ball pool-I had a guy even ask me once if I was really a girl or just pretending to be since her had his arse handed to him a few times. Um, hello, it is just a video game. Get over it. A girl beat you. *shakes head* Tool.
What else in the last few months? Hm, not a whole lot. Talk to my NE girls once in a while. Hopefully I will be able to go and see them in February when they have six weeks paid time off-lucky sons of bitches. *L* And Mom is coming up for Thanksgiving which will be nice since it is the first holiday in a while I have seen her for-not like that makes a difference to me (it does to her though), but if I am going to have the day off anyway, might as well visit with Mom and make her happy.
That's about it in the life of a Kiz.
I should go grocery shopping or clean, but I so just want a nap right now. Or play King.com. Or watch a movie. Okay, I just want to be lazy since I am using paid time off today. :D
Airport tuna sandwich for dinner first night: $10 Flight from La Guardia to Providence (24 hrs. later, not taken): $76 Cab fare from La Guardia to Stamford, Conneticut: $80 Having friends who drive at 2am from Massachusetts to Conneticut: Priceless.
For everything else, there is Mastercard. And Airport Rage.
“Let's see. Where shall I begin? It's 2 am & I'm in ___ from Connecticut. First things first, I got to the airport & I said the ___ is 45 mins away. Once you get to La Guardia & ___ on time. We got in a plane & sat at the gate for 2 hrs. Then we finally got up in the air, 2 hr trip to La Guardia. My flight for Providence was supposed to leave at 9:50, we got on to La Guardia at 10:20. Needless to say, I did not make my flight to Providence. US Air would do nothing about it & I was told to go sleep in the baggage claim & saw & then my flight tomorrow, which shall be today, will be at 9:50pm today, a whole 24 hrs later, bullshit. So anyway, I was gonna ask if I could sleep in the baggage claim & da da da da. Dee called me & she insisted I come home tonight, so I got a taxi cab to Connecticut & on the way to Connecticut & I'm currently sitting at McDonald's, we're just ___ cos I need some time with Sally & Erin at Mowes & so I'm eating now, finally I'm so hungry & there will be a whole thing ___ under post, on it's way but I know I'm just might get home, I'm going to Mom in New York, that's my only family in Connecticut right now so we'll see how long it takes me to pick up probably tonight until 5:00am but at least I'm fit. Alright, that's all for now. Bye bye.”
Since there are nifty links on every page to "report lj abuse"....
just out of curiousity, where is our nifty little link to "report abuse by lj"?
I mean, I have never personally had the experiance of bending down for the soap in a crowded prison shower room, but I assume it feels much like what lj and sixapart are doing to their customers right now.
And while we are adding buttons and links, I would like to see one that says "report lj for being assholes".
With all the lj crap going on, I just wanted to post a quick note. I have a gj if anyone is interested in friending over there in case fandom and people move (same name). Some of you may have already noticed I friended you over there (hopefully that is ok)-for the ones of you I haven't, I am not sure if it is the same person (one of you I am positive it isn't lol) or do not have gjs.
On a side note, I know people are making journals every where and I am hoping that one main location is worked out, because it would really suck having fandoms and friends spread out in twenty different locations. I am hoping things die down here, but that hope is dwindling as days go on.
If anyone could be further from the pulse, it would be me. LOL Would anyone like a chocolate covered pretzel? *snickers*
Last day off before vacation and I am trying to finish some stuff. Unfortunately, for some reason today, I am feeling incredibly lethargic. I got three loads of laundry done yesterday and the correct baggies for my carry on (airport approved volume and closure baggies) and today all I have done is sew up one pair of jeans and patch another.
All I really have to do is run down stairs and grab my messanger bag from my car so I can pack. And I can't be buggered to do that. How sad is that? LOL All I want to do is lie down, take a nap and maybe read a book.
In other news Fenrir Kittyback and McSpazzy (Liam and Penelope) have been keeping each other company and being all cute. I am so relieved that they are getting along. I feared the worst and that I would have to lock Liam up the whole time I was gone, but I think they will be okay. Whew!
Okay, so I will admit, I am not the most graceful person alive. Exhibit A: The same week of the Chicago trip, I feel down some stairs and bruised my lower right hip, leg, etc. Exhibit B: A few days ago at work I walked into a wall. Nope, not distracted, just walked right into a wall.
Anyway, tonight I was training Eryn, and talking to her about the next two week schedules.
Me: So the week after next, you will be have about forty hours since I will be on vacation. *snickers* You will be me.
Eryn: *grins* So I get to walk into walls?
Me: Shuddyup.
In other news, way exciting news for me, I dropped two pants size and didn't even know it. *g* Yay. And yesterday Fenrir Kittyback mauled me last night and now I have a huge cut on my wrist. Ew.
Hm, I know there was more I had to write about, but now of course I can't remember.
The next time you leave your kids in my store playing, running, yelling and crying on their own, I am going to smuggle them out the back door and sell them on the black market!
Today is the big day for inventory...and I just woke up from the worst dream! Gah!
I dreamed that about two hours before we were supposed to start my RSM and DSM showed up with four auditors. (25 out of over 860 stores in my company randomly get picked for auditing. My store (old one) got audited the last two years in a row so I think if I get auditing again this year, I am just going to assume I am bad luck.)
As I am having a mild panic attack, because the store is in complete disarray for some reason and resembles DD's (thesnapelyone)and my apartment more than my store, Heather or Valerie convince me to come to their house to chill for a few minutes and have a smoke (since now we can't sneak outside for one). I go to their house. WHile there, she pops in a video about basketball, telling me how only 98 college players a year make it Pro and out of those 98, 76 come from Indiana every year. I start to watch, but end up falling asleep on the couch. I wake up fifteen minutes before inventory is supposed to begin, realizing I did not attach stickers to the fixtures (which was what I was supposed to be doing all day) and rush over there.
Now the store really resembles a house with moving boxes everywhere and fixture stickers all over them. I find Stacie and ask her how much trouble am I in. She replies that Darcey (DSM) is furious with me and watching cartoons in the den to cool off. I realize that there is no den on the map of the store I made and rush over to the map to add it and now several other rooms to it. And then I wake up.
I am the worst Kitty Mommy alive. Last night I was making deviled eggs and Liam wanted some so I put some of the yolk mixture on my finger and let him lick it...but he was licking it too slow so I went to just smear it on his mouth for him to lick away at it on his own time, when whoops, he moved his head and I got it all in his eye. *facepalm*
And then tonight, I am carrying him on my shoulder into my bedroom when WHAP! I smack his head into the door frame. *headdesk*
Apparently he is not holding a grudge against me because he is sitting in my lap as we speak, hindering my ability to type.....either that or he is waiting until I go to sleep so he can pee on my clothes...or me.....
Okay, I will admit it here and now; I have a huge crush on Matt Damon. I just got my Matt dose tonight with Ocean's 13 and while I loved it (although I question why I was the only one snickering at the funny parts...), I still cannot wait for the next Bourne! OMG, Matt! *squees*
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