Wednesday, 03 October 2012
Today's weather: gray skies, with general cloudiness and off and on misting rain. Also, fog. Lots and lots of fog. Sigh.
Today's outfit: Black shoes, black knee-high socks, gray skirt, black shirt, gray sweater.
Today's mood: General gloominess.
Not sure if it's the weather or life in general, but I'm fairly gloomy of late. Yesterday, I yelled at the Loud Laughing Guy.
Monday I went to work and had a bazillion things to do but instead had to go to the store for the last day of our latest project. I'd explain the details but I don't want to talk about it. Anyway. Whilst away, I got an email from Important Lady asking me to modify something that I had already done which she wanted to disseminate (had to check the spelling on that word) but couldn't because there was an issue. Which was ridiculous. Anyway, I stayed at work until about 7, partly working on other things and partly to begin work on that, determined that it was a) a pain in the ass and b) something I needed direction on from Matt. So I went home at last.
Tuesday I went in to work and started on a completely different project which was equally as important (in my mind) and a billion times more complex. With math and all that. Blech. Anyway while I was working on that, Matt came over and said that, no, I should be working on the first project, and made it sound as though it was something that would take me five minutes. Even though the first incarnation took him and the VP man like two weeks to work out, I was supposed to modify it in about five minutes.
Yeah, okay. So I was understandably in a grumpy mood because I disagreed with him on the priority of this project and I was annoyed about its existence in the first place because it is STUPID. I mean, very stupid, waste of time sort of stupid. Blech.
So not long after that, the Loud Laughing Guy goes to talk to the Librarian who sits in the office behind me. If you don't know because you skim my work stories, and thus should be skimming this, the Librarian is the boss of the Laughing Guy, but really spends half his days on the phone running his support group for out of work people, which meets in various libraries. The people who work for him include the Loud Laughing Guy, the Loud Woman from Ohio (no offense to Ohioans) and the Loud Cursing Guy, who inserts #*@&# in between every other word. All of these people have this tendency to go over to talk to the Librarian while standing in the doorway of his office rather than actually entering his office. Oh, and by the way, they're loud. In case you couldn't tell by their names.
So here I am with project A (the math thing) half-unfinished in front of me, which I now need to stop, which means I will probably be very confused when I finally get back to me, and project B (the stupid thing) sitting in front of me, and oh, my boss-man (technically, my boss's boss) has now expressed frustration because in his mind the whole thing should have been done on Monday while I was in the store. Except Frank said, "you should go to the store" on Monday and Matt didn't say anything against it, so I went. Because technically Frank is the boss-man.
And while I'm in the midst of the above conundrum, Loud Laughing Man comes over and starts complaining at the top of his lungs to the Librarian and I said, somewhat more loudly than intended, "Could you maybe close the door?" and he actually did.
I often make such comments, but I most often make them under my breath and so no one notices.
Of course, with the door closed, you could still hear him, but it was at least mildly muffled.
So, poor, nice, sweet Transfer Lady happened to be walking by at that moment and she stared at me like "O.O, oh my god, did you just say that?" and Carol and The New Guy were also like, "O.o" because despite all the times that I have threatened to shut the door on the Librarian during his phone conversations, or mumbled such phrases under my breath, I've never actually done it.
"Sorry," I said. "I'm a little stressed right now, and that wasn't helping."
Today was a little better on the stress thing. Despite her tendency to highlight the bejeezus out of any document she's given, Transfer Lady seems to be doing fine. While she's not quite as lightning-fast as The New Guy (I should call him the Speedy Guy) she's waaaaaay faster than The Clueless One, although in all honesty I think a slug with one antenna in a cast would be faster than Clueless.
Also, while I am concerned that Speedy is not quite understanding what he's doing while he's breezing through it, Transfer Lady seems to be making a fair attempt to actually grasp what it is she's doing, while at the same time not over-analyzing the wrong things the way that Clueless does. Today I gave her 90% of the egg price changes to do. I sat with her and explained how to do it, which she seemed to grasp, and then no sooner had I walked back to my desk than Clueless went over and said, "Oh, do you want me to take a sheet?" to which she said, "No, I got it."
A short while later, Transfer Lady came to ask me a question and then said, "Did you tell her to help me?" and I said, "No, but feel free to ask her if you want," and she said, "No, I think I can manage," and then I said that if she didn't think she'd finish by end of day she could give some to me (or Clueless) but she said again she could handle it. And she did, again in about 1/8th of the time it would have taken Clueless.
So yeah, I think she's gonna work out fine.
Meanwhile. I went to lunch today with Kathy, Matt, and Frank, and Kathy said she's heard rumors.
:insert dramatic organ chord here:
See, every month, on the first Thursday, we have a Town Hall Meeting in which the CEO talks about what's going on with the Company and how we're doing and any big changes that might be coming up. They also do the drawing for the Awesome Parking Places, and then we have free lunch. Which is usually some inedible crap, but it's free, so yay.
Anyway, this is supposed to be tomorrow, but the announced that there would be no Town Hall this week. Also, it's October. Also, there haven't been layoffs in a while.
So this has spurred a whole bunch of rumors about another big spree of firings. The last "purge" was almost two years ago, but it was around this time (I remember because I was off that day, having gone to my cousin's funeral) and, knowing that things aren't going well financially (not as well as they'd like, despite the overall optimism at the Town Halls) and they're planning to maybe sell some stores, and all that, well, people start to think. Kathy didn't want to talk about the details in front of Matt or Frank, so she didn't say anything further, but I'm sure none of it is based in anything like fact.
Still, there's a general gloominess in my overall mood.
I had the thought today that I could use a few days off. Which is sad because I just had an extra-long weekend a few weekends ago. So I wondered how I could finagle a longer stretch off, considering I haven't got much vacation time left this year. I always plan to get the flu, which is why I never get the flu shot, but I haven't had the flu since college, so that's likely not a good plan.
Finally, I came up with the perfect idea. I'll get pregnant. That guarantees several weeks of maternity leave, at least, and then I'll be so damn fat I won't be able to move so I can just sit at home and eat bon-bons and nobody will think I'm a lazy fat slob because I'm pregnant.
Of course, this is not something I can do by myself. ::sigh::
So, yeah, that's probably as terrible a plan as my idea to marry a millionaire and not work at all. Or finish my novel and sell a billion copies and retire at 31.
Anyway, sorry for the gloomy post. I'll try to maybe be more cheerful tomorrow.
On the plus side:
I got my EZ-Pass in the mail today. (for my NEW CAR oh yeah I can still be happy about that)
The cat increasingly seems not to hate me. (Downside: he jumped on my boobs, and that hurt)
I get paid tomorrow. And I haven't yet gotten the information from the bank on how to repay my car loan so I don't have to worry about that yet.
Although it was pretty gloomy today, it wasn't cold.
Here's a Maine photo that I haven't posted yet:
That's the outside of the cabin, and the roof of my dad's car, which we drove up there. By which I mean he drove up there because he did all the driving.
And here is another masterpiece from yours truly:
The genius I was playing with didn't guess it.
Yeah, that's about it. Later.