Posts from February 2011

Due to my boss being a procrastinator and doing a rush job on a schedule that was over a week late (union rules, schedule must be out 10 days before it starts), i have an additional day off this week.

We had one too many people on duty and no event planned, so someone (read, the person who notices first) was able to take a day off. That someone is me.

I am using vacation time, since i have so much of it that i have yet to have even touched (i have used my personal leave time for previous vacations since personal leave time expires).

So, i had my pass days, Tuesday and Wednesday from last week's schedule, and our weeks start on Thursday, for which i have Thursday off... then i took today as a vacation day. Four days off in a row... that is like a mini-vacation.

And i have accomplished almost nothing.... yay me!

i do not have to work for the next 8 days in a row!

to celebrate, here are the go-go's

He did not make it through the night. He probably died within a few minutes of me typing my last post.

I don't know why he is gone, but i am grateful he did not linger or seemed to suffer very little.

We got him from the SPCA a few summers ago because of his Linux based name. He was terrirorially agressive and bit me the first time i cleaned his cage. With time and patience, he mellowed and i was able to pet him. He had a better life with us than he would have at the SPCA.

Our poor lil rat, Linus is not doing well right now. It seems so sudden and i am not sure he will make it through the night. I just told him that we love him and if he need to let go and die, he should because we do not want to see him suffer.

It's been just over two weeks since that stupid car accident. It definatly put a wee dark cloud over the new year for me.

I am pissed that i was doing nothing wrong, just stopped at a red light and i am the one that has to deal with all the petty shit, errands, paperwork and car repair shops involved in "making it right" for me, despite my innocence.

Yeah, i know that is just the way it is and sometimes life is not fair and thank goodness you weren't hurt. Do these comments help validate my feelings? Do the condemn them? Are they an attempt to reassure? Ultimately, because of the horrible place i was in, they just made me feel worse.

This is the second time in my very short driving life, that i have been rear ended while i was at a complete stop -- on 9-11-09 and 12-31-10, interestingly enough. What happens next time? Is my luck running out? Next time will it be one of those fucking Hummer things and a drunk teenage girl who will cripple me?

I wallowed.

I cried.

I've had nightmares.

I have vented, thank you.

Time to put it all behind me.

Thanks, yet again, @PMT for hosting New Year's Eve. Always a pleasure.

Looking forward to the pics, @metalpeter!

So, yesterday, i went to get my hair colored. I went to New Age Salon . They book appointments online, which i love.

The girl that i had gone to a coupla times just doesn't work when i have time. Kristen only works Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday -- basicly, when i am working too.

So, i tried someone else. Julie. I like her a lot. Love my haircut, she can use a razor very well, a skill that even seasoned hairdressers don't always have.

My color is good. Well applied. Even. Red. But is there a red bright enough for me out there?

The salon is moving and the owner, Amanda, seems a bit stressed. Completely understandable. Just bought a new building, trying to get all the reno done, deal with holiday stress and still run the current business and do all her clients.

While i was there, she walked to the new place, a few blocks away then came back just before a client of hers came. While mixing her color for her client, she began to look around, distressed, with her hand at her throat. I asked Julie if she was ok, since the blowdryer was buzzing in my ear. Julie told me, "she lost her necklace.". Turns out she had the chain but lost her St Christopher pendant.

She said that she would never find it because she had just walked in the snow and would never find it.

I decided to try. I asked her what her exact route was and she was able to tell me when she crossed the street and on what side she walked.

So, i paid and left to look. Told them i was walking that way anyway and would look at the ground while i did.

And yes, there it was, middle of the sidewalk, by the entrance of the parking lot for the M&T Bank at Hertel and Parkside, looking up at me saying "come pray with us".

I brought it back and she tearfully thanked me.

Damn, that felt so good.

The most intelligent and insightful person in my life has given me an opinion of what he sees going on. Yet, until i see it myself, i don't want to believe it.

I think it is because, despite what it may seem, i have faith in people until they show me otherwise. Usually, once i see that i cannot and should not have that faith, i am crushed. I don't want to believe that people can be "that" way and i don't always deal with it well.

I work with someone who suspects the worst at all turns. There must be something "shady" going on; there must be a negative ulterior motive. I find myself in the sadly pathetic position of feeling judged negatively for a result that is less that stellar when intentions were merely earnest or out of pure concern.

Luckily, said person does not feel that way about the individuals we serve. In fact, just the opposite. So much so, what could be valuable data and ultimately, any assistance we may be able to offer, is lost because it is frowned upon to report the actual truth if it is negative.

Thank you, my intelligent, insightful and wise husband. You have been patient and understanding. You are sweeter than you allow most people to see and i am ever grateful that i am one of the few that gets to.

Thank you, too, for allowing me to hi-jack this post so i could bitch about a bitch before wishing you the happiest of birthdays.

Happy Birthday, @uncutsaniflush.

Now that i work in Kenmore, i have tried to make sure i don't speed and i have slowly gotten to know what side streets between Military, Elmwood, Delaware and Delaware have lights so i don't wait forever to make a left hand turn.

I have a landmark on Elmwood that will forever be the street in which the "Mike Visco Rite Aid" is on.. because it has a light.

Hope the new job is going well, @mike!