Sunday, December 31, 2006

The brain..it can't keep up with the stress or the ulcer

I started this post on Friday. Friday was most likely the worst day at work EVER. I was scheduled 7:30 to 4. Know what time I clocked out? Come on, guess. SEVEN PM! Seriously, that just doesn't happen where I work. Overtime is frowned upon in general. There was no way around it. Long story short, 2 people and one trainee (who, of course can't work 100% because she doesn't know everything yet.) did the work that at least 6 people do every day. I know, cry me a river. It was bad, though. I can't give details but I wanted to complain a minute.

The rest of this post, which is really nothing, is what I started on Friday. Enjoy! (ha ha)
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I don't have an ulcer. I may have one really soon. One word. WORK.

This is the yum.

Or, click HERE to watch...Tara, you'll like it. :)

If it auto-plays, I'm sorry. Well, no, not really. I'm in the mood to piss off some blog surfers. But totally not YOU. Or YOU. Or YOU. I'm just in a mood. (work sucked this week.)

Labels: daughtry, stress, work

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Friday, December 22, 2006

One of my best friends is black!

Don't you hate it when people who claim to not be racist, say that?

That's not really what this post is about. This post is about my good friend Shonda. She happens to be black, but that is pretty inconsequential to what I have to say.

I've known Shonda for 5 years. That's how long she has worked in my office. She swears I didn't like her when she first started but that is totally not true. We've become very good friends since then. She's a really great Christian woman who is funny and sweet and caring...etc. Bubba calls her his "chocolate love." It makes her laugh every time.

I was scheduled to work on Christmas. (we rotate every year and this is my year) Shonda said that is was just not right that I should have to work since I have little kids. So, guess what she did? She volunteered to work for me! Bless her heart. Luckily, she will only have to work until noon.

So, I get to stay home on Christmas and get up at the crack of dawn with my kids to open presents. Yay!

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!

Don't clicky to biggie because...ew..I look awful.