One Who Is Lost

Yeah!

I love birthdays. I love my birthday and other people's birthdays and just...birthday, birthday, birthday *bounce, bounce, bounce* I know lots of people stop caring about (or having any desire to count) birthdays after 21, but that will never be me.

So my day today... Woke up and opened my cards from my folks and my present from eeyorekdm (Thank you!!). Off to work.

Work was fairly good in it's own right, no pre-big-event panic and the boss is leaving town tomorrow so there was the promise of respite. Received two dozen mixed color roses from my grad school buddies (which I learned later - after sending a thank you to all - was actually mostly from one friend, so I sent him a snail mail thank you as well). Had cake from my coworkers that was really yummy. Received lots of online birthday wishes throughout the day.

Then home, where the Roommates made dinner, but first had totally decorated the apartment with streamers and balloons and such. Got a gift certificate to the beading store (crafts!) and two books (books!) from Girl Roommate and Visiting Roomate respectively (the decorations were Boy Roommates present). Had yummy tacos and the world's laregest birthday cake, baked by Boy Roommate.

My parents present was a gift certificate to a day spa, which I am totally calling tomorrow for an appointment. I get a facial, manicure, pedicure, haircut and make-up over a 4.5 to 5 hour period...mmmmmmm pampering.

The rest of my evening was phonecalls (and sadly, missed phone calls - Sorry eeyorekdm).

So that's my birthday. Well that and a dinner out with as many people as I can manage on Sunday. Thanks for all the birthday wishes!

Why must time move so slowly?! I have a fairly kickass weekend planned here people. It needs to be the weekend now!


How about now!



Now?


Dammit...make the clock move faster.

So when your boss asks if you're ok because he's noticed that you've been "so quiet and low-key" of late, is it appropriate to answer with "Well, I'm miserable at this job and am currently looking for any other possibilities and am thus finding it hard to muster enthusiasm of any kind"? Hmmmm...probably not. Guess it's good that I just went with "No, I'm just low-key right now."

OK, I have this weird reaction to caffeine where sometimes I can have as much as I want and be just fine and sometimes a Coke at 9PM will have me up doing yoga at 3AM. As such I try to limit my intake.

But then, there's chocolate cravings...I had a couple pieces of chocolate today and I am BOUNCING OF THE WALLS. Much too hyper to sit in an office all day, but what do I have to do? Sit in an office all day. I swear, I'm sitting here bouncing up and down and giggling at nothing in particular and my hands are beginning to shake. Definite caffeine shock. Think I could claim it as an illness and go home "sick"? Go home meaning, of course, go outside and burn off all this excess energy in the beautiful weather we are having today.

'Cause I know you guys just can't get enough of these.

Anyway, last week, the boss decided he wanted to compare our weekly revenue trends to the DOW. So he has me place it in a spreadsheet then subtract this amount, multiply by this amount, shift it over by a few weeks and, I quote, "manipulate the data until it fits." And four years of science education reared back and hissed. He was so proud when a correlation showed up. I tried to tell him that if you fix the data, yeah there will be a correlation, but he didn't want to hear it. So after he left I ran a correlation test on the undoctored numbers. It was almost statistically significant, but not quite, and close just doesn't count in statistics. I think he just wants to use anything to calm himself over the fact that business sucks right now because the economy sucks right now. THere's a correlation for him.

Then, I took Friday off because my grandmother's out and she, my mom and I were going to have a girl's day. At 8:30 I wake up to our answering machine beeping away. I try to roll over and ignore it, but it's hard to ignore incessant beeping once you've been made aware of it. Sure enough, it's the office needing help finding something. SO I call in. "Oh, it's ok, we found it." "What were you looking for?" "Oh the labels we use to label the inventory." Now anybody who has read my journal can guess where they found these supplies. Yep, you got it, in the supply closet. So basically they called me sometime between 7 and 8:30 on my day off when any normal person would be asleep, to find something that should be (and was) in the first logical place to look for it. These people are too dependent, they need to grow up and learn to function on their own!!

OK, rant over.

Just had a conversation I wasn't expecting...at least not this soon. Basically, if the company's revenues keep diving as they have been, my boss is talking about making my position part-time and wanted to know if there have been any shifts in my long term plans. So I told him what I discovered last week, that I need to move back to the East Coast and I am looking now instead of waiting for grad school in Sept 2003.

Actually already found some really great positions so I will be tossing out some resumes tonight after work. I'm one of those people that hates the thought of change and hates initiating the change but once it occurs am content. So I'm in the stage I dislike right now, but am working towards a goal (for the first time in several months).

Anybody know of any jobs out East?

Got a call this morning from the boss-man (he's in Switzerland on a business trip). Basically he was sounding off on how in our time of hardship i.e. reprecussions of the economy, he wants to be sure that everybody shares the same vision of the company as him.

Um...my vision of the company is for it to stay in business to pay my paychecks until Sept. 2003 and after that I don't care. I'm sorry, is that wrong of me? I suppose I should care about the company, but this is just a job, it's not my career. It's my in-between job as I wait to go to grad school. I come, I do my work, but I just can't make myself care. As such, conversations like the above involve a lot of "Sure, uh-huh, yeah, yep, I can see that, sure, etc." on my part.

Coworker standing right by the creamers - "I think it's time the coffee creamers that expired Feb 2 were thrown out." Looks at me, walks upstairs.

Coworker standing right by the box of paper, which is where it has been since I started working here - "Where can I get a ream of paper."

Coworker trying to mail some bills at the beginning of every single month- "Can you give me an envelope?" And every single time I show him where the envelopes are...suprise, in the supply closet.

I do not understand this inability to do anything for themselves. It's really not that hard. Maybe it's too far "beneath" them. Whatever it is, I hope they enjoy a week of self-reliance cause I'm not going to give them ANY way to contact me while I'm gone *insert evil cackle*

Nobody's buying and nobody's calling and there's nothing to do, but go home. Yipee!!

Grrrrrrr.... I am very fed up with people interrupting me with a five minute rambling monologue of something they want me to do when it's something that I have already said I would do and, in fact would be accomplishing if that person wasn't going on and on about the specific details that need taken care of and why. I know my job damnit! And when it comes to that I know it better than you so if you actually want the task accomplished, shutup and let me get to work!