mmm...cock
MANGO!!!!!!
So tommorow the two big bosses are comming to the office. They are more commonly known as "regional", but hold an supprisingly good position of power in the company. Basically it is my boss's boss.
Well, my boss has taken a (I'm attempting to sound smart here...) LA-ZAY-FAIR (lasefaire? anyone wanna fucking tell me how to spell this?? I spent 15 min trying anyways, it means "hands off".) approach to management. He basically has no inforcement what-so-ever. His underlyings do what they want when they want. He's a jellyfish. But, a really nice guy. He just really isn't ment for management. He lets problems get so bad to the point where they can't be fixed anymore. (Take our $45,000 cash shortage in all of our offices). So how does this relate to our little visitors tommorow? Well, since about Feb. my manager has been under the gun from HIS supervisors to run a better district. And, since he hasn't - for 2 years in a row - rumor has it that he is in for the axe. Our regional people don't just drop in to say "Hello!" especially right after tax season is over...
Moving along, Friday is the last day for the lady that I work with. She's going on all kinds of trips this summer. So, I'm in charge while she's gone. I've been learning alot, but, only half way caring. I don't get paid enough to care enough.
On a totally unrelated yet important note - While I was cooking dinner tonight, I stabbed my finger. It bled. Alot. It hurt. I cried.
So, after that whole fiasco, we stuck an ugly band-aide on it and I continuted on. Later I'm reading Yahoo! news, and I see this banner (which I usally ignore) and it says
"DON'T FORGET! MOTHERS DAY IS THIS SUNDAY!!"
And I almost peed!
Now, I didn't forget about the whole event. I just didn't realize that it was THIS Sunday. So I'm looking online for gift ideas. And I realize that I don't have tights to wear to work tommorow. Soooo Jacob and I drive to Target and get my tights, some cool band-aides (I wasn't wearing a crappy one to work), double stuff oreos ($2!), and procede to look for a possible mothers day gift. After spending 45 minutes in the toy isle, we move along. We have Jacob's mom taken care of. She wanted one of those huge-ass shower heads. But, alas nothing for mi madre. I don't want to get her one of those relaxing bath sets, or flowers. That suff eats cock.
mmm...cock
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