Le sigh.

Thanks again someecards!

People...today is a version of a good morning. It's a crappy, messed up morning that I'm sure will mean extra work for me later on, but at least I had a hearty morning laugh.

Big Head #2 actually came down to my office a few minutes ago (looking to be on the brink of frustrated stress tears), closed the door, and said 'Something bad happened to me on Friday.' Now, I had already heard the office gossip while he was on a sick day or vacation day or whatever yesterday, so I already knew what he was going to say. As he closed my door and sat down, I had to struggle to keep my composure. He then proceeded to tell me that (like a moron) he had brought some files home with him in his backpack that day, and they were stolen when his car was broken into. Yes, everyone is okay - credit cards were cancelled, and all that jazz. The point is that he thought that it would be a good idea to bring the files (that I worked on for months) which were chock full of information, home with him, and now that information could be anywhere.

He's going to have a hell of a time re-creating those files, especially due to:

1) the original signature pages that he'll have to request again (what reasoning he'll give? Who knows.);

2) the info that was sent via email - attachments now archived;

3) the info that was sent via file sharing sites - now expired;

4) the info that may have already been filed away in storage...

The list goes on and on.

I feel semi-bad for him, but honestly, I think that may actually be me feeling bad for future me who will have to help clean up this latest mess. For now though, I do feel bad for him but I have to laugh at least a little bit.

Have a great day everyone!

Mr. Rogers would have hated this neighborhood.

Yesterday was a bad day.

I got so angry at work that I actually saw red. I could feel my blood pressure rushing and hear the dull roar of the blood rushing through my body.

I was pissed.

It all started with the compressed workweek schedule. We are allowed to work longer hours 4 days a week, in order to have the 5th day off. We can do this 2 times a month, but I only do it once. Once.

Sooooo, C came around saying that Management (let's call them the 'Big Heads' for this post) told co-worker M that they decided that only one person can be out on any given day because we are so short staffed. M in turn told C who took it upon herself to relay the message in a childish game of telephone. I stated that I have no problem changing my days as needed, but I wanted to first hear the reasoning directly from Big Head #2 (who is two offices away) instead of from M to C to XYZ, blah, blah, blah. Not an unreasonable request, I think.

This sparked M, T and C coming down to my office about 30 seconds later. Their posse rolled up to my door, sneers and all, like that bs was supposed to intimidate me, and looked a bit surprised/flustered/scared? when I proceeded to very loudly state that I did not have time for this sh*t as I (gesturing to my paperwork avalanche of a desk) have too much sh*t to deal with that is actually part of my job. M again asked questions (can you believe this?!), and I started to get pissed. When I get so angry that I start to tear up, it's not going to end well, so I took the high road and not so politely told them to get the hell out of leave my office and not let the door hit 'em where the good Lord split 'em close the door behind them. They then proceeded to go to my colleague, K, next door and, while I only heard muffled words, she became upset and left for the day immediately after.

Taking deep breaths wasn't working for me so I called my husband, who talked me down - because I was ready to go off about all the bull that I've had to deal with over the past 5 years - and when I was finally able to form coherent sentences again without rampant profanity I went down to talk to the Big Heads (because they had, of course, email summoned me down to chat about the incident even though it was seconds away from the day's quitting time.

50 minutes later, I left Big Head 1's office having accomplished nothing because some people hear only what they want to hear. Sad. So, so, sad. Thank God my husband recognized the tone of my voice and plea to come cheer me up, and was waiting for me in my office. Just seeing him brought a smile to my face even after all that.

The drama continues today with HR, phone calls, meetings, and other crap; but we all know that some things will never change. Hopefully though, something will be done about my work load, because if not...well, something has to give.

Oh, that was a downer of a post :(

Anywho, my husband is meeting me after work again today so we can go home together :) so I'm just ignoring all the work bs and focusing on that :) I'm trying to anyway.

Let's end this with something happy :) The Magic Mike trailers and TV spots brings a smile to my face :D

Like this one!

Yep. I am seeing that. Anyone else?

Have an excellent day everyone!