I’m A Meanie

No idea how pissed off I'm feeling at the moment. Last week, additional duties were assigned. I asked about what would happen to the duties assigned involving the use of computer once the intern shows up for work on Tuesday, Thursday, Friday. I was told she would need to find another spot once she comes in on those days. Hey, this makes me happy, I don't have to worry about losing my space anymore, or at least for a while until OnePurdue gets its shit together. Ugh. NOT! She walks in, I'm off my desk, and stuck in the corner like the puppy that pissed on the kitchen floor. Bad Tammolly, no cookies for you or something. Grrrrrrr

The ride in wasn't pleasant due to every single intersection being backed up to a quarter mile or more or less, but mostly backed up to high heaven. Yay-ray. The extra half hour I gave myself to get in today was chewed up with traffic and morons that don't know how to drive in the snow. Morons exist all the time on the highway, but they seem to be more prolific on snow days. For example, my turn off the main road to get to work was back up all the way to a previous light. It’s usually four lanes and then a center turning lane to use for various places. THE CENTER LINE IS PILED WITH SNOW! Traffic is not only backed up, people are trying to get in the left lane from the right lane because it’s not moving at all. Then assholes from the left lane creep up through the center turning to get to the railroad underpass the cut back into the left lane. NOWAY! I made every single one of those jerk wads wait on me by pulling up just enough on the left so the folks in the right could get over for a few minutes since no one else was letting them get into the lane to get around the hold up. Then I went and by that time, center lane people are pissed because they had to wait. BOOYAH! Take that stupid people! C'est la vie.

Back to office crankiness, BIG STACK O' W-2s to be mailed out, only the addresses printed on the W-2s are not correct and require the use of a computer to make the labels to place over the mailing window in order to ensure they get mailed to the correct place, not the old address. I hand them over to the intern, she asks why I'm not doing them at the up front desk; lunch is in 15 minutes, I still have sorting to do for faxes and pick-up vouchers for the check desk. She pouts; I jump with glee with my inner vengeance monkey because I don't have to type up 50 mailing labels because I don't have a computer. Nor will I make the effort to find one since mine is occupied despite additional duties being assigned that require the use of a computer. HAH! Passive aggressive is me, so deal with it intern girl. I coulda got those labels done in 20-30 minutes mind you. She’s been working on them for an hour and a half and messed them up twice. Ha! Ha! I know, I’m such a meanie. That's all for now. :)


T~M

...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…