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So, no real news on the settlement front other than my lawyer calling to tell me that her and my step-mother's lawyer are playing phone tag. her words.
And, you know what? From here on out, I'm going to refer to the step mother at Vickie since she never even came close to deserving any sort of title close to the word "mother" unless it's combined with the words fucker or something else appropriate.
Did my taxes (think I mentioned that, but, hey, it's my blog and I can repeat myself if I want to). I'll never truely understand the people who wait until the last second to file. Zach....
Work is going ok for the most part with the notable exception that I want to kill the other guy I work with. He's gotten to the point where he'll do the bare minimum that he feels he needs to do. Which, I can understand because some nights that all I feel like doing to. The problem is is that his idea of the bare minimum and the required minimum is something completely different. I was off Friday night and when I went in Saturday night I discovered that he basically hadn't finished his job which meant I had to finish the Friday night audit before I could do Saturday's. Plus the fact that he just stuffed everything he used into the audit pack, which isn't how it's done...!!! The monthly stuff stays out until the end of the month and the GNS's go in the binder with the rest of them like EVERY OTHER TIME YOU'VE DONE IT YOU STUPID IMBECILE!
I'm seriously trying to get him fired at this point. He's not working out not because he's not up to the job. he could do it if he wanted to, but he doesn't. And he obviously doesn't like me. I say that because, well, he never talks to me. He will say maybe a total of 5 words to me in the span of eight hours being together in the office. There's been a few times where I've said something to him and not only does he not say anything, but he doesn't even bother to stop what he's doing on the computer (which I promise isn't work related) to look at me to acknowledge the fact that he heard me. That's not being lazy. That's just plain rude. I can handle lazy and I can handle stupidity. But I cannot handle idoits who don't want to work because they feel that it's beneath them. So, fuck him. I'll get someone else to do the job. Don't think I'll let a little thing like managers get in my way.
Oh, yes. This bitch is going down.
And, you know what? From here on out, I'm going to refer to the step mother at Vickie since she never even came close to deserving any sort of title close to the word "mother" unless it's combined with the words fucker or something else appropriate.
Did my taxes (think I mentioned that, but, hey, it's my blog and I can repeat myself if I want to). I'll never truely understand the people who wait until the last second to file. Zach....
Work is going ok for the most part with the notable exception that I want to kill the other guy I work with. He's gotten to the point where he'll do the bare minimum that he feels he needs to do. Which, I can understand because some nights that all I feel like doing to. The problem is is that his idea of the bare minimum and the required minimum is something completely different. I was off Friday night and when I went in Saturday night I discovered that he basically hadn't finished his job which meant I had to finish the Friday night audit before I could do Saturday's. Plus the fact that he just stuffed everything he used into the audit pack, which isn't how it's done...!!! The monthly stuff stays out until the end of the month and the GNS's go in the binder with the rest of them like EVERY OTHER TIME YOU'VE DONE IT YOU STUPID IMBECILE!
I'm seriously trying to get him fired at this point. He's not working out not because he's not up to the job. he could do it if he wanted to, but he doesn't. And he obviously doesn't like me. I say that because, well, he never talks to me. He will say maybe a total of 5 words to me in the span of eight hours being together in the office. There's been a few times where I've said something to him and not only does he not say anything, but he doesn't even bother to stop what he's doing on the computer (which I promise isn't work related) to look at me to acknowledge the fact that he heard me. That's not being lazy. That's just plain rude. I can handle lazy and I can handle stupidity. But I cannot handle idoits who don't want to work because they feel that it's beneath them. So, fuck him. I'll get someone else to do the job. Don't think I'll let a little thing like managers get in my way.
Oh, yes. This bitch is going down.
posted by Not Your TGM | 11:14 PM
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