Silver Linings Or Some Junk

wOOt! Interview on Monday-MONday-MONDAY! -turning off announcer voice now- So I am wondering if this is one of those silver linings people keep telling me about, an interview on Monday. I am told they exist out there somewhere. It’s like X-Files, the truth is out there, or some happy arse junk or another. I have nearly given up on finding another job in the social work field. I am essentially musing to myself at the moment, with the words, “Interview on Monday. BENEFITS! BENNIES! WHEEEEE Heeeeeeeeeeee! Yahoo!” Oh to make that much money again would be nice too. To be able to buy stuff and entertain the novel concept of paying bills in the household. Yah know, cable, phone, electric, water, garbage etc etc etc. I am sure the Adam would appreciate it too. Right now, I can pay my minimum bills, but that’s really not any fun at all. In fact, I hate it, but hey, my stuff is being taken care of for the time being. YAY to that!

Meanwhile, I am trying not to get my hopes up. This year I’ve had entirely too many disappointments with job searching in the past 10+ months. I really do hate to be disappointed. Although it’s fun to fantasize about the possibilities of financial freedoms, there’s that whole what if that sucks to think about if I do get the job. I hadn’t planned on the what-ifs with the last job and it didn’t end well in my eyes. One of the few pluses (silver lining) was the fact that Adam took me in like a little stray cat and a happy cat is me. MEOW! Purrrrrrrrrrr.

Fun nonsense in the office has been brewing. Only a minor source of contention, but it was bound to happen at some point. Right? Right! We're having the battle of the scented products in the office. We're not supposed to wear perfume or scented products. I would normally not complain about it, but the office mate to my immediate right wears stuff that reeks bad... I can now empathize with the Adam and his overly sensitive snout. HR lady can’t really handle flowers or scents and most perfumes. This all comes up due to the fact that one of the undergrads brings in a heaping bouquet of flowers comprised of lilies, roses and a number of other flowers that I can’t name. Essentially, it breaks down to when combined in such an enclosed area; they smell overwhelmingly like a funeral parlor.

Anyhoo, let’s get back to the fact that HR lady can’t take the flower scents and perfumes that give her instant migraines. She comments that the flowers smell strong on Friday. I agree that they’ve been a slightly nauseating thing for me as well. So we get on the subject on how we’re not supposed to have scented products on while working in this office due to student allergies and stuff. -SIGH- Ok, I can deal with that. I CANNOT deal with the office mate who douses herself in body splash, scented lotion, orange Listerine mouth spray, and other things scented in order to ATTEMPT to cover up the fact she just came back from a smoke break. So now it’s the body splash, scented lotion, orange Listerine mouth spray scented ashtray. It could be ASSTRAY for all I care; it just smells funky periodically throughout the day with her and the competing flower vase. (This coming from a former smoker mind you) Ugh. HR lady has now brought this up to the office mate and she’s not taking it well. Picking at anything I do, I have unscented hand lotion; she immediately fussed at me about it, saying how it better not be scented blah-blah-blah. Whateva woman! Leave me be!

Thus begins the office drama. I figured it had to happen sooner or later. The office mate is a temp like me, but she’s a spazoid if you ask me. Overly sensitive, drinks too many energy drinks, has a lot of pointless stories to tell that seem to be too far fetched to have happened to anyone real or even like her in the first place. She gets short tempered with me when she needs to go have a smoky treat. She’s taken over the office with anything she can possibly get her hands on and then wonders why she’s stressed out and cranky! Sure, it’s good to stay busy, it’s even better to not piss off your counter part by being a cranky kiss ass too. She yelled at me once and then apologized to me about it. Oy-vey.So here’s to the interview on Monday and me getting a better grip on the money situation. YAY! =)

Tammolly ~ Just goin' with the flow

...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin