It would be this one - holy cripes it's ONLY Wednesday... and not my typical life is good working home Wednesday oh no... can't have any of those this week.
I had a test for work... and that's all I can say about that. It was a doozy, I am drained, tired and mush. THEN I had to dial in and get work ... only to realize that I left the power cord to my lap top AT WORK... so now I'm working like a crazy woman to download everything I need in case I need to switch over to my person computer at home.... and it didn't work. Got zapped, finished 99% lost one file and will recover it in the AM... cripes what a idiot... LOL
It's one thing to leave the mouse - quite another to forget the power cord.
But I was very productive and still am being (with this small break) and we will delivery ahead of schedule... yeah. Buttheads. One should not have to pull large heavy ropes from across the country with people who are supposed to be on the SAME team as you just to get your job done. You shouldn't have to justify your entire exisitence on the project because THEY don't think you do something productive... I will point said "persons" to the latest scorecard from our customer... when we started this it was in the crapper - NOW>>> oh SO much better - glowing reports all is right in the world... and YOU boys and girls were not part of the solution - you were dragged kicking and screaming and whining the whole freaking WAY!!
Not that I'm bitter or anything - really.
And now for the one bright spot in my day...
My sister called to tell me her encounter in the post office today -- apparently in my later years I will have a Jersey accent and talk to strangers about footwear... let me set the stage.
My sister is in the post office to return an item her darling husband ordered for her in a fit of "this will help". Apparently it didn't. Now as Jersey Lady noted the item my sister was returning she proceeded in her loud Jersey voice (sister's description) to tell her... you got feet trouble honey - get you some crocks I don't have any arches, and those work just great feet trouble get those crocks.. if you can't get them here anymore go to that Erie Mall that have a WHOLE store with nothing but those crocks. oh yeah honey - those are the ticket for the feet ache - I didn't have arches and they are just wonderful...
And yes it was in one long run on sentence and apparently I had done some impression of a Jersey accent and all dear sister could think of me was as this woman and she swears she did her level best not to laugh out loud in front of her... but when she got outside there was apparently guffaws of laughter and a comment about nearly peeing one's pants.
Now the story was enjoyable and very funny I got to thinking... very dangerous I know... but now I feel associated some how with an older woman with a Jersey accent and the need to inform perfect strangers in the post office of my foot situation and what may fix it - whether said stranger wants to hear this information or not. Is this a good thing? A prediction of things to come? Or is my sister projecting?
Anyway - considering this week... I just might be on that path of crazy... won't these posts be fun then?
Stay tuned for what Thursday could possibly toss down the hill at me... underneath the fan...
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