This may be totally awful…

I returned to my old workplace temporarily in May. I’m still working there. There is a person who works there and she is as sweet as can be, but every time she rings back to me, I find myself involuntarily rolling my eyes.

It has to be the tone of voice she uses when she speaks to coworkers. She always sounds so apologetic when she has to call you, even though that is her job – to route the office calls.

Not only is she always apologetic, but she also has to do a 1-2 minute introduction and explain why she is calling you instead of someone else. Or, if she is calling to ask a question, she has to explain why she is asking the question instead of just asking it. I don’t need a back story for everything.

So I give her an eye roll almost every time, but I don’t mean to. She is a nice person – I just wish she would just give me the call/question and let us both move on.


But I’m saving the world with my tote!

The day started out okay, I was up at a decent time and the cats were fed before they made too many complaints. M. was up about the same time, his usual, “get up and get ready for work” time. Then he mentioned he had a bit of a headache, but it didn’t seem too bad, so he got in the shower. I went to make some tea and snuggle up with a book (which I finished – accomplishment).

While reading, M. shuffled out of the bedroom to let me know he was getting worse. He has some kind of stomach bug and has been glued to the bed or the toilet all day. Even though he was sick, there was really nothing I could do for him once making sure he had water and enough blankets. So I went back to my book and proceeded with my day as planned. That meant I had to venture out on this cold, cold day (but yes, to appease brother and sister, it was no where near as cold as where they are) to Target to pick up a few things before meeting with someone for lunch.

Last time I went to Target for a light necessities pickup I bought a reusable shopping bag, otherwise known as a canvas tote. We don’t need plastic bags anymore, not since getting the Litter Locker, and I love tote bags, so why not buy one and do something good for the environment? Then while waiting in a super long line because only a couple checkout lanes were open, the friendly jewelry counter cashier called me over and rang my few items up and nicely bagged them in my new enviro-friendly bag.

I keep my reusable bags in my car so they are always on hand when I’m in town. So, as I got out of my snuggly warm car (butt warmers are the best!), I grabbed my Target tote and put my head to the arctic wind to hurry into the store. It didn’t take long to round up the few things I needed and head back up to the front of the store. Once again, only a few checkout lanes were open, but I saw someone else with just a few items checking out at the jewelry counter, and last time I was in, the jewelry counter checkout was such a nice, quick experience. So I got in line behind the person currently checking out.

I quickly advanced to the head of the line and plopped down my 16 pack of toilet paper (the main reason for the Target run – gotta have that stuff on hand!) and started unloading my basket while telling the cashier that I had a reusable shopping bag to bag everything in. She didn’t even say “hi” or “did you find everything today?” She simply started scanning items. Okay, I thought, no big deal, in and out is good.

After ringng up all my items she tried to ring up my reusable shopping back, but I explained that I had already purchased it on a previous trip. She gave me a brief, but blank look and said, “Well, I know we had some back there.” What’s that supposed to mean? Because you have some in stock at this current moment, I couldn’t have purchased it earlier? Whatever. I dubbed her Ms. Snotty Crone cashier.

I handed her my coupons and she went about scanning those while I bagged my items in my previously purchased reusable bag since she did not make a move to bag them or help bag them. It turns out that my coupon for the toilet paper was for a 24 roll or larger pack and my pack was only 16 rolls. The cashier turned around to me and said, “You can’t use this one. You got the wrong item.” Well, it’s toilet paper and it’s the brand I wanted, so no, not really wrong, but no, I couldn’t use the coupon. So I told her I would just hang on to it.

Once I had paid for the items, there was really nothing left for her to do since I had already bagged my own items (which I would have had no problem doing if she’d been a little nicer). I expected a “thank you” or “have a nice day,” but instead, while I am trying to get my wallet back in my purse, she whips out one of those gigantic plastic bags and begins stuffing my 16 pack of toilet paper into it. I had thought my use of a reusable Target tote spoke to people. It told them, “I am environmentally conscious, I am a good person, I don’t want plastic bags – I am saving the earth from their un-biodegradable nastiness.” Apparently Ms. Snotty Crone cashier did not get that message. I told her I didn’t need a bag. She turned to me, my toilet paper half in, half out of the plastic, and said in a slightly bitchy tone, “It will make it easier to carry.” I told her, thank you, but that was okay, I didn’t need a bag. She tore the plastic bag off my toilet paper pack, turned her back to me and said nothing. Well. Fine. I proceeded out of the store and made my way to a nice lunch with a previous coworker.

Ms. Snotty Crone cashier just wasn’t very nice. I understand we all have our bad days, but I didn’t have a lot to ring up and I attempted to be pleasant throughout the transaction. I’m sorry I interrupted Ms. Snotty Crone’s day at work where she is employed to help customers. Once home, I realized that I had one of those “Win a $5,000 gift card” survey codes on my receipt. I do try to fill these out when I get them since it’s a chance at some money, but this time I had more purpose in mind when I went to the website and starting completing the survey. Ms. Snotty Crone got a writeup from me on the Target survey. While it will probably not amount to anything – no mention to the store or to Ms. Snotty, and I probably won’t win the $5,000 gift card, at least I got it out of my system. Now, off to start a new book!

The sun has set on Twilight, for me anyway

Ok, I am sure you have heard about the Twilight hype. If you haven’t, Google ‘Twilight’ and find out. I read the Twilight saga and I really liked the books. I liked them despite the fact they were written for teenagers. Probably written with teenage girls in mind. And I am not a big fan of teenage girls, wasn’t even when I was a teenage girl.

I didn’t know anything about the books (much like my Harry Potter ignorance) until my 16 year old niece mentioned she was reading them (and this girl is not a big reader, so they had to have some appeal to keep her interest). I still didn’t really look into them, but then the first book popped up on a book group I was following and a coworker mentioned them, so one afternoon I picked up the first two books at Target and read them. And liked them. They reminded me of the Vampire Diaries series I liked so much in high school. I ended up picking up the last two books from the library (no easy feat when they are in such demand) and finished off the series. Just FYI, the final book, Breaking Dawn, was my favorite.

So, when the movie based on the first book was announced, I was excited. My friend and coworker was excited. Even though the movie was months away, we made plans to see it together. Then the work lay offs hit. First me, then my friend. But we decided we would still see this movie. We deserved some fun, right? Then I just forgot about it for a bit.

As the opening day for Twilight approached, we started making plans to see the movie. My friend was all geared up to go the premiere. The premiere at midnight Friday morning. I agreed even though I cannot remember the last time I stayed out so late. I didn’t really think about midnight Friday morning being Thursday night until my friend messaged me on Thursday to let me know she wanted to hear more about my latest job interview that night. Not a huge deal for me since I had no job to go to the next day, but it was just that I was unprepared for a movie that night and I hate being unprepared!

So I set out from my home at 10:40 pm to meet my friend and her two teenage stepdaughters (ages 17 and 15). I arrived and found a parking spot about a mile away from the theater. Oh, well, easier to get out after the movie, right? There was a spotlight at the front door and the local news was setting up to record the night’s event. I got in line and picked up my preordered ticket and then waited.

While waiting I got to marvel at the copious amounts of teenage girls flowing into the theater. I knew that of the 3 showings our theater was having that night, 2 were sold out. I knew this was a big deal for millions of teens all over. But I was still awed at the number of girls out so late on a school night. I bet there were classes full of zombie girls too tired to care Friday!

Then my friend and her stepdaughters arrived. They got their tickets and we stood in the refreshment line. As we inched towards the overpriced popcorn and treats, I started to droop. Not even in my seat yet and over an hour away from the movie starting and I was already thinking about how I was usually snuggled up with M. in bed this time of night.

After following the masses into the darken theater, we found three seats that were in a good position. Not too high up, not too close to the front. Then there was more waiting for the movie to actually begin. It was a bit amusing to watch the teens come in. They were so excited for this movie! My friend and I chatted about jobs and other mundane things as we waited. We also did some listening. The vernacular of teenage girls is quite amusing.

There was a group of very chatty girls in the row behind us. They were talking about the books, which book they were currently reading, which one they liked best. They discussed the relationship between Bella, the human main character and Edward, the vampire main character. Of course, Bella and Edward had to fall impossibly in love, one girl would swoon. But he left her in the forest all alone, another would exclaim. She could have been eaten by a deer! My friend and I snickered. Ah yes, those darn carnivorous deer!

Then the movie started. To claps and cheers. To a big eye roll from me. I find teenage enthusiasm amusing. The movie was just okay for me. Like most movies based on books, I liked the book much more. I know many people are just thrilled that Robert Pattison played the part of Edward, but he just wasn’t what I pictured Edward as when I read the books, so it was hard for me to get on board with the Edward swooning. It wasn’t death sitting through the movie, but it didn’t leave me with the “movie high” I usually have after seeing a movie I really, really like.  Also, seeing a movie with a bunch of teenagers is not all that thrilling for me (although it can be very funny at times). They talk, they clap, they whistle. But I expected it.

At the end of the movie I was thrilled to hear Radiohead’s 15 Step and the movie did leave me wondering how the 2nd book will be adapted to the big screen. I will probably see all the movie adaptations even though I won’t be as excited for them as I am for the Harry Potter movies.

I arrived home at 2:30 am, snuck around the house quietly so I didn’t wake M. and then climbed into bed to sleep until 10:00 am!

My 16 year old niece wants to see this movie. If my mother-in-law doesn’t take her, I will. And that’s okay with me. I will sit through this movie experience again, it was okay. Just not my favorite and it did not live up to my liking of the book.

*UPDATED* It’s all in the details… except when the details don’t make sense

I was digging around in my closet last night looking for appropriate undergarments to wear with my gala dress and came across a pair of pants I forgot I had. So I wore the pants today even though they are a little casual for the office. I took 3 inches off these pants and the legs are still too long! I also noticed that there is a really cute band of fabric the manufacturer used for interfacing along the waistband – but this little detail is on the inside of the pants. It makes me wonder why they decided to use this cute flowery (not too flowery) fabric on the inside of the pants. No one is ever going to see it but me. And I’m only going to see it when taking off or putting on the pants. It’s a little detail that makes no sense.

So it goes in the office as well – little details, or rather decisions about little details – make no sense. I will be gone as of this Friday and my office will be sitting there empty. Someone in the office wants to move into my office because she is taking on the entire role of the other person who got laid off in addition to her current role and feels the space in the office will allow her to stay focused and organized.

You would think that the office would want to keep the remaining employees’ stress levels as low as they can, that if something is suggested that would make the office climate a little nicer, make jobs a little more bearable, that the reaction would be, “Yes! Please do move down the hall if that is what will make your time at this place better!”

But of course, that is not the reaction that this request received. Instead, Ms. Higher Up freaked out when this was proposed and exclaimed, “We are not playing musical offices! We are selling this building!”

Yes, the building has been put up for sale, but who knows when an offer will come through that is acceptable to Bossman? Besides, as far as I know, no one has begun scoping out where the office might be relocated to, so there will definitely be a gap in-between a sale and an actual move. So why not allow the move to happen and not increase everyone’s stress by denying it?

Ah, I will not miss the insaneness that comes with working here sometimes!

MH is so right – this DOES need the BIG EYE ROLL!! Especially since it’s Ms. Higher Up – she is going to make my eyes roll right out of my head before I’m done here!!

The Darn Blue Sheet

At my workplace we have a page we call the “blue sheet.” This blue sheet is a listing of all the programs clients can choose from and the difference between the programs. I am the lucky keeper of the blue sheet. If a program has a change to their information on the blue sheet they contact me so I can make the change and send the updated sheet out to the entire office.

Typically, the blue sheet is only updated about every 1-2 months when we do a thorough review of our literature on our various programs. The last update was done 7/30/08. Since the revision date I have made no fewer than 5 updates to the darn blue sheet – three of those changes within a two hour period this morning!

Why all the changes? Because Bossman doesn’t know how to accurately review information and apply changes to our existing literature. He may read something and instantly jump to the conclusion we need an immediate and urgent change to our literature. Then 15 minutes later he can read the same information and find another immediate and urgent change that needs to be made. And we’d better make it RIGHT NOW!! Never mind more changes may be coming…

Then once the changes are made and the various versions have been emailed to all office staff come the inevitable calls to me. “Which blue sheet should I use?” Well, caller, in the last email I said this is the most current version of the blue sheet. I told you what changes I made. I asked you to discard all previous versions of the blue sheet. I proclaimed you should disregard previous emails about the blue sheet. Please, do use the first one I sent out today. Caller, you get the big eye roll today!

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