rants and raves
Gee, I haven't posted here in awhile. I guess I haven't had much to say.
Wait, that is just a boldface lie. I have had a lot to say - just not in a public forum. Maybe one day I will just blow up and everything will spill out here - and then I will check myself in to a nice padded room. Thank God for therapy, right?
One thing that always gets me flared is work ethic. My job is boring. But, that's the nature of this job. I knew that from the get go. I'm surviving it, though. My work ethic prevents me from doing otherwise. I can't stand people who have a crappy work ethic and believe me - I see a lot of people like that. Luckily, Kamala, the Jazz, and the She-Dork all share my feelings on this subject and that really helps otherwise, I would think I am a tyrant or something. I have always had a problem with people who do not have a work ethic. Note: this is why I am not a supervisor - and why I do not want to be one. There would be mass firings, people. Mass firings. I call it like I see it and if you are not working, then I am not employing. I mean, there is nothing as pathetic as someone who can take eight hours of their life and squander it by pretending they are at work. If you aren't going to work, quit and find something you really want to do, like collect shells. Don't waste your (and more importantly, my) time.
In other news, recently I washed a bunch of my husband's clothes (khaki pants and shorts - because he doesn't wear any other kind) and a burgundy sweater found it's way into the wash and everything turned pink. EVERYTHING. Since my husband would rather be stoned to death than to wear pink pants, I had to find a way to resolve the issue - fast. After many washings and soakings in 1 part bleach, 2 parts white vinegar and lots of cold water - they (the pants and shorts) are back to normal. The t-shirts and socks are a different story.
Wait, that is just a boldface lie. I have had a lot to say - just not in a public forum. Maybe one day I will just blow up and everything will spill out here - and then I will check myself in to a nice padded room. Thank God for therapy, right?
One thing that always gets me flared is work ethic. My job is boring. But, that's the nature of this job. I knew that from the get go. I'm surviving it, though. My work ethic prevents me from doing otherwise. I can't stand people who have a crappy work ethic and believe me - I see a lot of people like that. Luckily, Kamala, the Jazz, and the She-Dork all share my feelings on this subject and that really helps otherwise, I would think I am a tyrant or something. I have always had a problem with people who do not have a work ethic. Note: this is why I am not a supervisor - and why I do not want to be one. There would be mass firings, people. Mass firings. I call it like I see it and if you are not working, then I am not employing. I mean, there is nothing as pathetic as someone who can take eight hours of their life and squander it by pretending they are at work. If you aren't going to work, quit and find something you really want to do, like collect shells. Don't waste your (and more importantly, my) time.
In other news, recently I washed a bunch of my husband's clothes (khaki pants and shorts - because he doesn't wear any other kind) and a burgundy sweater found it's way into the wash and everything turned pink. EVERYTHING. Since my husband would rather be stoned to death than to wear pink pants, I had to find a way to resolve the issue - fast. After many washings and soakings in 1 part bleach, 2 parts white vinegar and lots of cold water - they (the pants and shorts) are back to normal. The t-shirts and socks are a different story.
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