So, it's been awhile.
And this might be a very short post too.
Things have been crazy busy. Good. The Not So Good. And the Boring. All Mixed into Anita.
The Good - Ehmm...I'll come back to this.
The Not So Good. Okay, let me just say that my company is not loving my jokes right now. And I am not loving them at all either. Have I ever. Got into a little tiff with my boss, just like I had dreamt ever so long ago, that caused me to say certain things to her and I said a lot. She apparently said, that some people think my jokes are a bit crude, taken the wrong way or rub them the wrong way. In summary, even with the economy failing, some companies still do not have a sense of humor about anything. And it's just as well that I expected this from them because they have never really been the cheerful bunch. It's a very somber company. This was what I met when I came in and I tried to liven things up, for myself and everyone else. But apparently, they are not having it. I am not having it either. I am just so sick of employers nitpicking at things that do not exist just so they can find an excuse to short you some money or just because, life has put the power of employment in their hands. All that power what do they with it.
So I will keep all my jokes and snide remarks for my blog where it's much appreciated. Until the UN (or any other international organization, Dear God please) calls. And they will call. My prayers will not be left on the roadside.
The Boring. I had a host of places to go to last week. But I just didn't go to any of them. Valentine's was pretty much as I expected. Lackluster. I went for this BitterBall thingy on Valentine's night. Cute Irish guy hit on me but I (and in turn, he) didn't ask for a number. Had fun dancing the singles blues away. Met this nice girl who looked ever so young but turned out to be a lot older than me. It gave me some comfort that I was not the only one treading the single's scene. We (me and the nice girl) exchanged numbers. See...I go out and instead I meet women, not men.
The Good. I am going to try to be more positive and hopeful. Yeah, shocker there. Just because. Like they say, everything that has a beginning has an end...the end will come, sometimes I wonder if it will be the perfectly scripted ending of which I desire or will it be the horror classic. I don't know. All I know is that the end will surely come.
And this might be a very short post too.
Things have been crazy busy. Good. The Not So Good. And the Boring. All Mixed into Anita.
The Good - Ehmm...I'll come back to this.
The Not So Good. Okay, let me just say that my company is not loving my jokes right now. And I am not loving them at all either. Have I ever. Got into a little tiff with my boss, just like I had dreamt ever so long ago, that caused me to say certain things to her and I said a lot. She apparently said, that some people think my jokes are a bit crude, taken the wrong way or rub them the wrong way. In summary, even with the economy failing, some companies still do not have a sense of humor about anything. And it's just as well that I expected this from them because they have never really been the cheerful bunch. It's a very somber company. This was what I met when I came in and I tried to liven things up, for myself and everyone else. But apparently, they are not having it. I am not having it either. I am just so sick of employers nitpicking at things that do not exist just so they can find an excuse to short you some money or just because, life has put the power of employment in their hands. All that power what do they with it.
So I will keep all my jokes and snide remarks for my blog where it's much appreciated. Until the UN (or any other international organization, Dear God please) calls. And they will call. My prayers will not be left on the roadside.
The Boring. I had a host of places to go to last week. But I just didn't go to any of them. Valentine's was pretty much as I expected. Lackluster. I went for this BitterBall thingy on Valentine's night. Cute Irish guy hit on me but I (and in turn, he) didn't ask for a number. Had fun dancing the singles blues away. Met this nice girl who looked ever so young but turned out to be a lot older than me. It gave me some comfort that I was not the only one treading the single's scene. We (me and the nice girl) exchanged numbers. See...I go out and instead I meet women, not men.
The Good. I am going to try to be more positive and hopeful. Yeah, shocker there. Just because. Like they say, everything that has a beginning has an end...the end will come, sometimes I wonder if it will be the perfectly scripted ending of which I desire or will it be the horror classic. I don't know. All I know is that the end will surely come.
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