Friday, May 22, 2009
♥ Rantings of a disgruntled MJ
So ... I had a sure sign to stay home today, but did I listen? Noooooo ...
I woke up with a sprained ankle that came from nowhere. Really. I went to bed perfectly ok (well, as ok as I can be). No pains or anything ... So the strangeness of it all when I woke up with the pain.
Ok, I'm injured out of nowhere ... It's ok, I can make it to work ...
I get to work, and I need stamps to mail my boss' letters. I call a certain someone to unlock the machine. I get an earful of things that should not have been said (and I will leave them unsaid). THEEEEN I get asked .... For Jeffrey (my boss) or you? ... Does it matter???? So I told her I had my own stamps (thank you very much) and if she wanted to see them. She hung up on me (LOL).
Theeeeeen (yes, I'm not done yet) ... When I get back from enrolling Julian (waaaah my boy's growing soooo fast!), I bring a ton of papers she asked me for help on back to her - sprained, tons of paper, limping to the other aide of the building - FUUUUN!
Anyway, I get there and do you think I get a thanks? Which is fine ... Until she noticed my sprain. She asks me what happened ... And I get that warm fuzzy feeling inside, thinking - aaaaaw, she cares. Then she goes ... why are you wearing sandals and not shoes? You know that feeling where cold water gets dumped on your warm fizziness? Yeah ... Pretty much.
Seriously? THAT was your concern?? Gee, thanks.
Theeeen she gives more of her paperwork to do. And again, not so much as a please and thank you.
Sooooo ... PLEASE excuse my ranting and THANK YOU for listening (reading).
AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!
I woke up with a sprained ankle that came from nowhere. Really. I went to bed perfectly ok (well, as ok as I can be). No pains or anything ... So the strangeness of it all when I woke up with the pain.
Ok, I'm injured out of nowhere ... It's ok, I can make it to work ...
I get to work, and I need stamps to mail my boss' letters. I call a certain someone to unlock the machine. I get an earful of things that should not have been said (and I will leave them unsaid). THEEEEN I get asked .... For Jeffrey (my boss) or you? ... Does it matter???? So I told her I had my own stamps (thank you very much) and if she wanted to see them. She hung up on me (LOL).
Theeeeeen (yes, I'm not done yet) ... When I get back from enrolling Julian (waaaah my boy's growing soooo fast!), I bring a ton of papers she asked me for help on back to her - sprained, tons of paper, limping to the other aide of the building - FUUUUN!
Anyway, I get there and do you think I get a thanks? Which is fine ... Until she noticed my sprain. She asks me what happened ... And I get that warm fuzzy feeling inside, thinking - aaaaaw, she cares. Then she goes ... why are you wearing sandals and not shoes? You know that feeling where cold water gets dumped on your warm fizziness? Yeah ... Pretty much.
Seriously? THAT was your concern?? Gee, thanks.
Theeeen she gives more of her paperwork to do. And again, not so much as a please and thank you.
Sooooo ... PLEASE excuse my ranting and THANK YOU for listening (reading).
AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!
12:45 PM
