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Well, I still have one. M&S were not pleased, of course. Geesh. You try to do someone right, and what does it get you in the end? Totally screwed and then you're a bitch target.
They utterly disregarded the fact that I called in to let everyone know that I wouldn't be able to make it back. I can see their point that I probably *should* have called them personally...but the entire reason I didn't was because I didn't *want* to talk to them. I honestly didn't care. So I made some fuh fuh apology for something about which I'm not 100% sorry. Some things are just more important than work. Maybe I could have handled it better, but I can't honestly say that, if given the opportunity, I would do it differently.
They then proceeded to tell me how to live my life, adding that I can't trust others with messages like 'I won't be in today, and don't know when I'll be able to make it back'. "Oh, Lori and everyone may be your best friends, but in the real world..." *eyeroll* Believe it or not, I have worked in "the real world" and am quite well acquainted with company politics. I have (mostly) enjoyed my stint here because of the fact that *no one in their right mind* would do anything to undermine this position, because IT SUCKS! Do not try to tell me about "the real world" when you live in a fantasy one.
...and best friends? Don't get me wrong - I am definitely friends with my co-workers, but...best...friends? Yeah. Okay. Whatever.
Oh, and I love how, an hour after they've said their piece, it's like nothing ever happened. "So, how *was* your Christmas holiday, anyway?" Maybe it wouldn't bother me so much that they can just put things aside like that if *I* could just put things aside. Granted, I'm much better than I used to be, but it's still hard to do.
We are just over 4 months away from leaving.
19 weeks.
I believe it's 130 days as of today, if we leave the day of +Kyle's last class. I suppose it's really more likely that we'll leave the next day, due to needing sleep and all.
94 of those days will be spent at work.
I'm struggling right now to decide if it's worth staying for those 94 days or if I'd be better served finding a couple part-time jobs, since I really didn't expect to have one when I got back. I get back here, and realize how much I *didn't* miss the Record. Oh sure, it's nice to see Jon, Shelly, Lori, Edith and Jay again, but the condesension? The hypocrisy? The horrible, horrible business practices? The rudeness? Nah.
Still...it's only four months and a couple of days. 19 papers. I have put up with the crap they shell out on a near-daily basis for the past year and a half. Will it really kill me to stay, even knowing I'll go nowhere else here?
I honestly try not to let the fact that I'm leaving soon affect the work I do here. But it's rather hard to do so when they're reminding me every few days, "you're leaving soon!"
+Kyle's ready to leave, too. He would love to be done with school *now*. I'd love that as well, but I guess we'll just have to plow through. At least he enjoys what he does, though.
Wonder if Vera wants to go out any time soon.
Ian is burning 2003 in effigy - literally. He's making a cardboard cutout of the digits 2003, and will light it at midnight. I'm going to do something similar - make a list of all the things that were just WRONG in 2003, and torch it. I've also got a (considerably shorter) list of the good in the year that I will keep as a hope of better things to come in the new year.
They utterly disregarded the fact that I called in to let everyone know that I wouldn't be able to make it back. I can see their point that I probably *should* have called them personally...but the entire reason I didn't was because I didn't *want* to talk to them. I honestly didn't care. So I made some fuh fuh apology for something about which I'm not 100% sorry. Some things are just more important than work. Maybe I could have handled it better, but I can't honestly say that, if given the opportunity, I would do it differently.
They then proceeded to tell me how to live my life, adding that I can't trust others with messages like 'I won't be in today, and don't know when I'll be able to make it back'. "Oh, Lori and everyone may be your best friends, but in the real world..." *eyeroll* Believe it or not, I have worked in "the real world" and am quite well acquainted with company politics. I have (mostly) enjoyed my stint here because of the fact that *no one in their right mind* would do anything to undermine this position, because IT SUCKS! Do not try to tell me about "the real world" when you live in a fantasy one.
...and best friends? Don't get me wrong - I am definitely friends with my co-workers, but...best...friends? Yeah. Okay. Whatever.
Oh, and I love how, an hour after they've said their piece, it's like nothing ever happened. "So, how *was* your Christmas holiday, anyway?" Maybe it wouldn't bother me so much that they can just put things aside like that if *I* could just put things aside. Granted, I'm much better than I used to be, but it's still hard to do.
We are just over 4 months away from leaving.
19 weeks.
I believe it's 130 days as of today, if we leave the day of +Kyle's last class. I suppose it's really more likely that we'll leave the next day, due to needing sleep and all.
94 of those days will be spent at work.
I'm struggling right now to decide if it's worth staying for those 94 days or if I'd be better served finding a couple part-time jobs, since I really didn't expect to have one when I got back. I get back here, and realize how much I *didn't* miss the Record. Oh sure, it's nice to see Jon, Shelly, Lori, Edith and Jay again, but the condesension? The hypocrisy? The horrible, horrible business practices? The rudeness? Nah.
Still...it's only four months and a couple of days. 19 papers. I have put up with the crap they shell out on a near-daily basis for the past year and a half. Will it really kill me to stay, even knowing I'll go nowhere else here?
I honestly try not to let the fact that I'm leaving soon affect the work I do here. But it's rather hard to do so when they're reminding me every few days, "you're leaving soon!"
+Kyle's ready to leave, too. He would love to be done with school *now*. I'd love that as well, but I guess we'll just have to plow through. At least he enjoys what he does, though.
Wonder if Vera wants to go out any time soon.
Ian is burning 2003 in effigy - literally. He's making a cardboard cutout of the digits 2003, and will light it at midnight. I'm going to do something similar - make a list of all the things that were just WRONG in 2003, and torch it. I've also got a (considerably shorter) list of the good in the year that I will keep as a hope of better things to come in the new year.
