4 glasses of Shiraz last night

I have a slight headache. I wish it was worse so that I can call in to work today. It's my 7th day there in a row and I swear I might hurt someone. Although after talking to the home office Human Resources lady yesterday about how the managers screwed me over two weeks ago, I do feel a lot better...or maybe the wine had something to do with that. It should be interesting at work today to say the least.

So I'm getting back close to $1000 from my taxes and I have some ideas on what I'm gonna do with it. Pay two bills which will equal about $600 (but at least they will come off my credit report!) and then the rest is for me. I know that I want to buy a large stock pot to make large amounts of chili and stew in so I can freeze them and I want to buy a dresser. Jim and I have been sharing a 4 drawer one for 2 years and there are just clothes everywhere in our room. It's just not enough. There really aren't too many things I need. For once, I'm gonna have some money and not spend it all in a week. That will be nice.

What will be even nicer will be having a day off tomorrow and Thursday. Woohoo! 2 days off in one week. Thank you BJ'S god. I wish the rest of the week wasn't nights since that was so NOT what I signed up for but thank you none the less.

I finally have something to look forward to. Jim won a overnight package to Canandaigua Inn on the Lake. We are going in April and I'm very excited. It'll be so nice just to have time to ourselves without any interruptions. Just got to find someone to walk the brat while we are gone which shouldn't be too hard with my brother right down the street.

Ugh, I have to start getting ready for work.

Later.

Short and Sweet

Bad news:

I still hate BJ'S with a burning passion. Although it's new and shiny, it's not shiny enough to distract me from the problems that are worse than before we moved. I would rather enjoy being covered in honey and a swarm of bees let loose on me.

Good news:

I just did my taxes and I'm getting back alot of money. And I have no enthusiasm to spend it although I'm sure that will change in a week or two.

Later.

I am so freakin' miserable and angry right now I want to punch someone. I hate my job mainly 'cause I don't have one. Don't get me wrong I still work at BJ'S. I just don't have a job title anymore and no one will tell me why I no longer have that job title or what my new mission in that hell is. So basically, I'm starting to look for a new job. Do I think I will get one? Probably not. Do I have any skills for anything else since that place lowered my I.Q. by 30 points? Nope. So essentially, I should just get myself fired somehow and collect unemployment. I hate everything at the moment.

Comedy of Errors

Good god, two posts in one day! Don't anyone have a heart attack.

Anyway, with the scheduled closing of the old building at work tomorrow night and the opening of the new one on saturday, let's just say that it's been a bit like a sitcom at work but totally without the laughter since it's all happening for real. Anyway in list form, here's the great "BJ'S move of '06!"

• Home office forgot to apply for our new beer and liquor license. Hope no one plans on buying any alcohol from us for the next 2 months 'cause that's how long it's gonna take to get it

• As of today, there are still no carts at the new building. We open in approximately 52 hours and there won't be any carts to put stuff in. I can just see our cashiers having to follow our members around with a large box while they do there shopping.

• We were supposed to get our damages out of the building by today. I got them all set up for UPS tags yesterday and the damages supervisor was going to go in at midnight to do them so they would be set for today. Last night she called to make sure they were done and ROBERT told her that I had left a note saying they weren't done so she didn't go in to work. Even though there was a huge pile with the tags there, he told her no so guess what? There is still damages in the building.

• Most of the departments at home office know that we are moving Sat. However, some clueless departments are still asking why we aren't getting things fixed. Um, hello? You're home office. You're supposed to know what's going on waaaaaaaaay before we do. Asshats.

• We have senior managers from other clubs helping us out for the next couple weeks and they are a couple beers short of a 6 pack themselves. I just started this new position a month ago, only got 1 half a day of training and they are asking me how to do stuff in the computer. How did you get to be a manager without doing any of this stuff?
  

• Now we currently have three clubs in the Rochester area. Victor pretty much gets the Fairport/Victor rich people area. Webster gets the Irondequoit and Webster area and our club gets the Greece, city, Henrietta, Brighton and anything south of Rochester. But when Victor opened 8 years ago, they pulled away alot of our business because for the most part people in that area are more well off financially. So anyway, home office in their brilliance decided to open ANOTHER club in our area out in Greece. We don't need anymore clubs. If for the mere fact alone that during the opening of this new one, no one knows what they are doing. Oh well, as long as I continue to get my 35 hours a week I guess I'm happy.

Okay I'm done bitching mainly because I can't remember what other stupid shit has gone on at work. But when I do remember you know I'll tell you.

Later.

my confessions taken from slizbrat

[x] I'm afraid of silence.

[x] I Talk ALOT when I get really nervous.

[x ] I am really ticklish.

[ ] I'm afraid of the dark.

[ ] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night.

[x] I Can't sleep in a room if the door is open

[ ] I am homosexual.

[x] I believe in true love.

[ ] I've run away from home.

[ ] I listen to political music.

[ ] I collect comic books.

[x] I shut others out when I'm sad.

[x] I've stayed out all night.

[x] I open up to others easily.

[] I am keeping a secret from the world.

[] I watch the news

[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs

[x ] I love Disney movies.

[ x] I am a sucker for blue eyes

[x] I am a sucker for brown eyes

[x] I am a sucker for green eyes

[x ] I don't kill bugs.

[x] I curse

[ ] I have "x"s in my screen name.

[x] I've slipped and fell in public.

[] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation.

[ ] I love Spam

[x] I bake well.

[x] I have worn pajamas to class.

[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.

[x] I want a better job.

[] Talked on a phone for 5+ hours.

[ ] I love Dr. Phil

[] I like someone.

[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.

[x] I am self-conscious.

[x] I love to laugh.

[x] I have tried alcohol.

[ ] I drink alcohol on a regular basis.

[x] I have tried a cigarette.

[x ] I have smoked a pack in one day.

[ ] I loved Lord of the Flies.

[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.

[x ] I can't swallow pills.

[] I have a lot of scars.

[ x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.

[x] I love chocolate.

[] I bite my nails.

[] I am not comfortable with being me.

[ x] I play computer games when I'm bored.

[x] Gotten lost in the city.

[x] Thought of suicide before.

[x] Seen a shooting star...

[ ] Had a menage a trois.

[x] Gone out in public in my pajamas.

[ x] Have kissed a stranger.

[x] Have kissed someone really strange....

[] Hugged a stranger.

[ ] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of the same sex.

[x ] Been in a fist fight.

[] Been arrested.

[x] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of my nose.

[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.

[] Made out in an elevator.

[ ] Swore at Liberace.

[x] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose

[ ] Been skydiving.

[ ] Been bungee jumping.

[ ] Gotten stitches.

[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.

[x] Bitten someone.

[x ] Been to Niagara Falls.

[x twice!!] Gotten the chicken pox.

[x] Crashed into a car.

[ ] been to Japan.

[ x]ridden in a taxi

[]Shoplifted.

[ ] Been fired.

[x] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.

[] Stole something from your job.

[x ] Gone on a blind date.

[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach

[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.

[ ] Been to Europe.

[x ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.

[ ] Been married.

[ ] Gotten divorced.

[x] Saw someone/something dying. .

[ ] have a list of people you want to kill.

[ x] Driven over 400 miles in one day.

[x] Been to Canada.

[ ] Been on a Plane.

[x] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

[ ] Thrown up in a bar.

[ ]Eaten sushi.

[ ]Been skiing.

[] Been ice skating

[x] Cried in public.

[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.

[x] Liked someone even though you knew you shouldn't have.

[x] Thought of someone almost 24/7

6 days in to the new year and already I have car problems

Today started out like any other Friday. The alarm went off at 4:45am and I was on my way to work by 5:30am. Did the usual at work...got in trouble for some stupid shit that is still pissing me off, ran around with my head chopped off, goofed off for 30 minutes...the norm. At 1:45pm, I left work and went to the bank then the gas station for some smokes, then home by 2:15pm. Went in the house, paid some bills online and then went back out to my car about 3:05pm to pick up my oldest godson from school. Started up the car, took off the emergency brake (it's a manual), popped it in reverse and proceeded to go NOWHERE. I took it out of gear and put it back in gear thinking I hadn't done it the first time and proceeded to go NOWHERE. At this point, I was a little worried. Not so much that something was wrong with my car but more of, how the hell am I going to pick up Hector at 3:20pm.

I ran in the house and called his mother and told her that I couldn't pick him up which luckily was okay because she was able to call the school right before they got out to tell him to go to afterschool rec. Immediately after I called Orlando (her ex?-boyfriend) and said "My car won't move. Fix it." And as much as I can't stand to even write this next sentence, like a knight in shining armor he was at my house in 20 minutes and was trying to drive it.

He tried reversing it, which made the car move about 2 feet and then he put it in gear and move it forward another 2 feet. While he's doing this, I'm noticing that my back wheels AREN'T MOVING. I'm thinking "holy shit, that can't be good. It's like the emergency brake is still on or something." He says " Your wheel is frozen." Huh? How the hell can it freeze when I just drove it to two different places and was only in the house for 45 minutes. Am I just lucky? Why did I pay my bills already? I have no money left. Shitfuck.

So he proceeds to take my tire off and all the parts. I'm a girl. I have no idea what makes up the part of rotating a tire. Anyway, when he got the last part off, my brake shoes FELL ON THE GROUND. Yeah, no brakes. They were completely off. And not just completely off. Broken too. Oh the joy. The happiness. He can fix those. I can buy those. It's fixable. How the hell did I not notice my brakes weren't working. Slap me like a monkey and call me clueless*. Holy shit. So we jump in his car, go down the street to Auto Zone and spend $25 on a pair of brake shoes. Now mind you, it's 20 degrees outside and the sun is going to be going down in less than an hour.

He struggles with the first set of brake shoes and while he's working on it, Jim comes home. So I go inside and try to entertain my youngest godson who didn't go to school today 'cause he was sick and he proceeds to talk to me about "Harry Potter this" and "Harry Potter that". At which point, I go back outside 'cause every day I've had this kid at my house and every day he talks about Harry Potter and frankly, I hope J.K. Rowling kills off Harry Potter in her last book just so I don't have to hear about him anymore.

Anyway, I go back outside and as I'm walking up to the driveway, Jen (the kids mother, my best friend) calls Orlando's phone as Jim's putting down the jack. As the car touches the ground, it starts rolling in to the street because the moron twins didn't make sure that the emergency brake was on. Orlando jumps in the car and slams on the brake and in the process hangs up on Jen which really isn't a big deal or all that important to the story.

So Orlando jacks up the other side of the car so that he can check the brake shoes and as he takes off the last part, the other set of brake shoes FALL ON THE GROUND. Somehow, I had been driving with absolutely, positively no rear brakes. I'm amazed I haven't killed myself yet.
And just to top off the great day, as he was putting the second tire back on the car, he noticed this shiny thing going all the way around the tire. Yeah, the metal that is in the tire, the part you should never see 'cause it's buried so far under the rubber, was showing through. I need tires. At least one to get through the winter.

But as I always tell Jim when something goes wrong: It could have been worse. It wasn't something that couldn't be fixed and luckily I had the money to fix it. Sucks I still had to spend $45 out of $75 but at least I can drive to work tomorrow. I just have to make sure to move the brick behind the tire. The emergency brake is really soft right now until I drive the car around for a bit. I don't want the car in the middle of the road while I'm sleeping.

Later.

*What the hell does that even mean?

Plans for the week. List form. As always.

Things I will get done this week:

• clean the house from top to bottom...again
• put away all the Christmas decorations
• not kill my godsons when I start to pick them up from school everyday starting tomorrow
• maybe possibly drink a glass of wine before I pass out from exhaustion (I've had a bottle sitting in my frig for a 2 weeks and I've only had one glass)
• I will go one whole week without doing something wrong/stupid at work and feeling like I can't do my job

Well, that's enough pressure for one week. Go check out the pictures from Christmas on the side bar.

Later.