Non-diet blog...Diet Clog... either way, this has been the WEIRDEST week...I can't tell you how odd...I don't know if I'm being tested...punked or just on candid camera. I got into work yesterday and was literally accosted at the entrance by the mail guy who is apparently VERY excited about the upcoming union Christmas Party. It will not be in December. It will be January 6th instead. Now seriously- in the 8 years I've worked at the courthouse I've not been to one. I listened but it was so lengthy that I was going to be late-as opposed to my usual early. He literally would not excuse me and chased me down the hall, up the stairs and into the courtroom where he then at long last, let me go.
My co-worker- a young boy my sons age approached me as I got to my cubicle and he was so full of cold that he needed tea but couldn't go get himself some because of the time. I was already signed in so I offered to get it for him. (I should just keep my mouth shut and start riding around on a broom.) Anyway I go towards the door through the front desk exit and both girls are there along with the eye roller. One of the maintenance men- autistic- is "singing" in the hallway, listening to his own echo in the hallway. I had told the girls the story of the mail guy so I joked that maybe I'd better wait until the singer was done. The eye roller rolls her eyes and huffs. "He (using the guys name) would NEVER hurt you," she says with a hand moving to her hip. I nearly fell over. "I'm not a monster" went through my head at the accusatory look on her face and tone in her voice. I then re-told the mail guy story letting her in on the fact that the girls behind the desk knew, and that it was a joke regarding that- like I may get serenaded or something. The girls at the desk laughed and her look and tone changed but let me clue you- THAT is exactly why I will never go to her again....
I then went and got my co-worker his tea but my day was off to a rocky beginning. My supervisor and I banged out 40 cases and by 3:30 pm we had actually slowed to a crawl. I'm so proud of us. So was she.
At around 10am I went to the bank to cash my paycheck. The teller is new. This is the second time in as many bi-weekly paychecks that the same girl has given me a hundred bucks extra by mistake. I gave it back both times. My co-worker, who was with me both times was flabbergasted! Me too...
I go back to work and the eyeroller, one of the other clerks and the two receptionists were there. I joke: "I'm really securing my place in heaven this week..." I actually waited 4 the eye roller to jump the gun, but she didn't. Instead, she waited for the story. I told them about the 2nd hundred dollar mistake- my co-worker that was there told about the no gift for Christmas clubs this year rule and then I went to the back and worked.
The night ended on a lonely note, no call from my husband...
There was a text from my sister-in-law about watching her daughter for the day, but I cannot. I'm heading to the wake and do not want to subject a ten year old to that- plus I'm a total mess...I gracefully declined. Then I decided to sit around and enjoy a leisurely cup of coffee in my pajamas... nope...
tile guy calls- hubby made an appointment with him to come today and finish the bathroom. He was at the door at 8am. I let him in, ran and changed my clothes- missed the wake as it takes 2 hours to get there and they didn't leave until the afternoon. Sigh...I'm being tested...no way I'm not....Anyway- so now its the afternoon. I called my BFF because according to preplanning, we are going out to PF Changs at 3:30 pm for a late lunch. That's what the plans were anyway. She texted me at 3-still at mall shopping for a dress, text me at 6-same, then again at 7. She got her hair done and now her daughter was just getting into the chair. Sigh...not happening.... no call from my husband either. I cannot believe that he didn't even try to call me.
On a better note though- the bathroom is finally looking like a bathroom... I will try to Blog again tomorrow- but honestly, my "diet" isn't... sorry. I'm going to try and pull it together. I promise....
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