I still have a job.
I still don’t completely understand why I allowed things to transpire in the manner they did. I’ll be beating myself up about this one for a long time.
At this point I’m just thankful that everything seems to be alright.
I still have a job.
I still don’t completely understand why I allowed things to transpire in the manner they did. I’ll be beating myself up about this one for a long time.
At this point I’m just thankful that everything seems to be alright.
So my knack for procrastination has finally caught up with me in a terrible way.
Without going in to too many details, I learned that some information I had based a decision upon was inaccurate. When the new information came to my attention, I intended to deal with it immediately, but was unable to do so. I wanted to handle face-to-face with my boss and it just wasn’t possible when it first came to light. So I went about my business.
Fast forward two weeks. The situation is brought to my attention again through another source and I still had not acted on it. Now it looks REALLY, REALLY bad that I failed to correct the situation sooner.
Now I’m stuck in a position, where it could look to others like I never intended to act on the new information. Unfortunately, the simple truth is, I forgot about it because it really didn’t seem like the top thing on the list of priorities.
It turns out now that it should have been THE top thing on the list of priorities.
Depending on how a series of conversations goes on Monday morning, I could be in the job market in a relatively short period of time.
I have a mystery light in my SUV. The light calls itself “service engine soon.” It comes and goes. The owner’s manual says it does not mean that a breakdown is eminent, but that I should take the vehicle to a certified mechanic as soon as possible. This must be code for: “Mitshitbishi isn’t listing the possible problems in the owner’s manual because one of our local service department’s wants this to be an extra special surprise. Bring lots of cash with you.”
Since the light comes on at no particular time and stays on for no consistent length of time, I’m not really sure if I actually do need to service the engine soon.
Because I’m cheap and skeptical, you’ll probably see me along the roadside one day soon waiting for a tow truck. I will hate you if you honk and wave at me.
Today was a total crap day from hell. I’m really trying to be better about not allowing myself to stay in a bad mood when things don’t go my way. However, when I am in the midst of a fit and I think to myself, “snap out of it Lutey, let it roll off your back,” I mind myself answering, “shut the f*** up!”
Let me just say, I HATE upper administration. I vomit in my mouth when I think of the slime balls in positions of power where I work. Perhaps its this way everywhere. I’d really rather not personally know about those rat bastards and the sleazy and self-serving decisions made at their levels. I really don’t know how some people get away with some of the things they do.
Afer work, I was looking forward to picking up my little gems and focusing on what is really important in the world. Not to be disappointed, my little angels fought the entire way home. I actually wound up turning on the iPod, putting the earphones in and cranking the volume up to max. My ear drums may have been bleeding, but at least I didn’t have to listen to the constant bickering and bitching coming from the back seat.
When we got home, I locked myself in the bedroom. I think it was best for everyone. I could not shake the ugly vibe, so I put myself in time out.