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2005-11-03 - 3:25 p.m. i slept for like 10 hours today. things have been going on all around me and i have to say that i'm a little tired of it. halloween weekend was pretty cool. went to a marvelous party at shan's house. matty and i were the typical toga boys. easy breezy, sexy, and pretty rad. the dia de los muertos carnival was really beautiful. i love the idea of celebrating loved ones that have passed. i had jury duty yesterday. hung out from 8am to 4pm and not a perspective jury panel was called. not one. so, we all sat around all day. i was hoping to know someone there, alas, it didn't happen. it was a long day. there were two really hot guys in the group and two sorta cute guys. at least i got to have lunch w/ matty. he suggested we lunch at one of our favorite spots. i suggested that we eat at our very own goverment center where i was stuck. i had an open face turkey sandwich w/ mashed potatos. it was delish. i'm telling you i could've mainlined that gravy. my sweet boy had a piece of lasagna the size of a brick. tomorrow is the rolling stones concert and i'm so fucking stoked. oh my god, i can't wait! stuff at work has been interesting. the ex supervisor turned powerless beeyotch has been on the warpath. whining incessantly about her hours and not seeing her husband, blah blah blah. seems her and my homegirl, olga got into a bit of an argument saturday when bitchy mcwhinycunt said she worked harder than anyone and deserved to have weekends off and non closing shifts and whatever else she wanted. olga told her listen, you used to be our boss, but now you're the low person on the totem pole and you aren't gonna get weekends off or opening shifts, and as far as her working harder than anyone, was she saying that olga didn't work hard? of course, beeyotch had no answer for her. then, tuesday, olga called me at home and told me that beeyotch and her got into it again. only this time beeyotch was crying like a baby and shaking so bad that olga thought she was gonna pass out. seems beeyotch went to the union crying (she always crys to get her way) and pleading her case. problem is, she doesn't have a case. so, the union nixed her big plans to fuck us all over and she lost it. unfortunately, it happend to be directed towards olga. olga says its because she (the beeyotch) is afraid of me. i'd say that's probably true. anyway, now she's exhausted her resources and has gotten the final word, and that word is shut up, and deal. so, she'd better do just that, or hopefully she'll quit and just go away. i've worked there almost twice as long as her and i'd fucking love to hear her tell me why she deserves more than me. as far as the marriage EXCUSE, please give me a fucking break. spouses miss seeing each other all over working opposite shifts to make ends meet. parents miss huge chunks of their own childrens lives. what exactly makes her so special? just thinking about her totally makes me lose my boner. what a beeyotch. |
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