Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Holy Shit Batman! This Sucks Ass!

Now that I have your attention, it’s time to make a post, one of those few and far between ones that come along because I’ve been facebooking and behaving due to co-workers being on there. I can’t say shit like staff suck because their attitudes and egos are so big, they think they can’t do anything wrong in the classroom when all they do is fuck around and leave the teacher and me hanging with their grab-assing bullshit! ARRRRG! Yeah, that would be unprofessional of me to post something like that on facebook with co-workers reading it too. SO I’m glad I have this blog where I can be vulgar and say piss off motherfuckers, because they're NOT on it. The boss has this professionalism ideal that goes beyond the time clock. We as education staff should be professional inside and outside of work at all time. AT ALL TIMES?! WTF?! If I wan’na go down to the local Irish pub and get shitfaced smashed off my ass commode huggin’ drunk, I will! You DO NOT get to dictate what goes on in my personal life. Granted, I know that parents are out there and can be anywhere at any given time, but if they don't like me, they can piss off too.

Brace yourself; I’ve got a few months to catch up on. Adam and I are doing great as far as I can tell. MY 35th birthday consisted of showing up at a fighter practice on Purdue Campus at Slater Hill and it wound up being TORNADO conditions. SO we all skipped the hill and ran off to the armory where discovered ROTC recruits in a feeding frenzy with the veteran ROTC pukes. Hmmm, so we fled post-haste to the Irish Pub down in the valley and waited out the storm with shots of free whiskey from the owner cuz it was my birthday! August 19th for y’all not keeping up here.

Prior to the birthday, we went to Pennsic. It was a good year for weather. Not much rain and it was a reasonable warm. A few weeks before Pennsic, I got rear ended on the job and couldn’t fence for friggen-ever due to workman’s comp bullshit. So no fencing for me at Pennsic, but lots of napping and working for Wade, the super cool linen vendor. I got lots of linen, like I think it was something close to 40-50 pounds of linen to bring home and wash and make stuff out of it. WOO HOO! I even took frequent naps and lazed around reading and relaxing like a real vacation. I doubt I will ever do officer stuff at the kingdom level for Pennic, because then it would no longer be a vacation and more like work. So what’s the point of taking two weeks off with the possibility of shit weather to work on my vacation? No thanks.

Moving on through the time line! Back to the present… The Friday before Thanksgiving, they announce imminent lay offs starting the following Friday. HELLO! That’s the day after Thanksgiving you fucktards! Apparently that didn’t happen but my whole fucking weekend was trashed. Am I gonna get canned? Will I have enough on unemployment to pay bills? (Yes, because I got the car refinanced and will be paying off two bills with a don’t sue me check from the insurance company after getting rear ended in July) Should I declare bankruptcy?! Throw me a friggen bone here people! So I made it through the first round of terminations. Starting in January the second wave of culling the herd begins. JOOOOOY. It likely means I’ll no longer be in the education department. This means oh fucking JOOOOY, I’ll have to work the units again and lose my weekends off. Grrrrr. I just don’t want that again, but it beats the piss out of unemployment I guess. Arrrg.

So after the initiation of this cut back crap, I renewed my resume input for the state job bank and got an interview with regional DCS offices. I’m not sure how that will go, but it will be easier to find a new ob if I have a job. SO I’m watching my P’s and Q’s at work and not blathering on facebook, because everyone and monkey’s uncle is on there. Blah. I like it, but as I said, no freedom to snark about work sucking monkey balls.


Tammolly ~Grumbling with a head cold.

...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…

1 comment:

addict said...

FOOM! Vent on! ;)

The comments about the empoyer not owning your life and actions outside work, I agree in principle, but practically, it's the same all over. They will react to things done off the job.

Also wierd this society moving online where things get out there permanantly, and shared across all social boundries. Either society will have to become more tolerant of less than perfection(not likely) or it will have to start putting serious boundries around private and public displays that society as a whole actually respect. As it is now, if someone can get their hands on it, it's public.

No respect I tell ya'... NO RESPECT!