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Lately I haven't been beefing to my full potential. There hasn't really been beefs written out of anger. I have good news for all of you beef lovers...my anger is back! I have three words for you RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC.
We all know how much I disliked my last job. Or if you didn't know, let me just say that I would rather stick a fork in my eye than have to go back there again. I am so lucky to have gotten out of there and also to receive a gift that I've wanted for four years, a 9-5 job. I feel just like Dolly Parton! The only problem with "workin 9-5" is that everyone and their mother works the same damn hours. I currently work about five minutes from my previous job. Mind you, I don't live close to work. In fact, when I used to work 10-7:30 it would take me a cool 50 minutes to an hour to drive one way. Now, like I said, I work 5 minutes away from my last job, guess how long it takes me to get home? (Go on. Guess. Are you frightened? I won't hurt you. Guess. Got your number? Ok, you may read on.)
It takes me 1 and 45 minutes to 2 hours to get home!!! I get off of work 2 1/2 hours earlier than I did at my other job and I'm only getting home 1 1/2 earlier. My day is just about the same length as it was when I worked 10 1/2 hours. I work 8 hours! How is this fair? I never in my life have sat it traffic this many days in a row. I may just lose it! In fact, I did lose it!
This past Monday I was driving to work, it was as slow as usual. Just let me tell you, when I hit a patch of road that actually moves, I swerve around like a bat out of hell. I was driving recklessly and was stopped at a light. I'm in the right turn lane, looking to the left, trying to find a pocket in on-coming traffic. There it is, a pocket. I start to go, when BANG, I hit the guy in front of me. Where the hell did this guy come from? I could have sworn that he had already turned. Luckily, I caused no damage to his car, being a SUV. All I did was hit his trailer hitch thing. I caused a little damage to my car. You can see a perfect square where I hit my bumper and license plate to the hitch. If it had been all bumper, I probably would have to get a whole new one. I finally know the reason I have a license plate, to protect my plastic bumper. I have to replace the foam absorber between my car and bumper. That's going to cost me a cool $160. It did open my eyes to my reckless driving. Now I know that I'm driving reckless. And admitting to a problem is the first step.
I'm sure there will be many blogs to come on the topic of traffic. Hell, I spend about 4 hours of my day sitting in it. I sort of feel like I should write it in my calendar. 6:30- Wake up, eat breakfast, 7-9 sit in traffic, 9-5-work, 5-7 sit in traffic like an asshole, 7-? watch tv until I pass out, wake up, brush teeth, go to sleep--and do it all over again tomorrow! That is if it's a week day. Loverboy said it when they sang the words "Everybody's working for the weekend." What they didn't mention was how much of a bitch the week really is!

Blogging at Work

It's my second to last day of work at my current job. I'm all done with my paperwork for today, I don't have any projects to do, and I'm the only one in the office. What to do, what to do? I tried e-mailing people, but honestly, who's sitting at their computer on a Saturday afternoon. So, I thought I would just talk to myself, not out loud of course, what do you think I am? CRAZY?
Since I'm basically talking to myself, I figured why not talk about myself and my horrible horrible sense of responsibility. Ok, I complain about work, A LOT. I never really want to go. Especially, when no one else around me has to go. I hate leaving the house while everyone else is still sleeping. BASTARDS!! Anywhoosel, I was complaining as usual about coming to work today and someone said to me "Don't go, no one goes to work on their last couple days." They're right. I've seen people come in and out of this job and those jerks never show up for their last two days. I think the reason that I did show up is because I would have felt bad not coming to work. I know how it feels to have to scramble around and find someone to work for the assholes that don't show up, so I'm sucking it up and working. In all actuallity, it's not that bad. There isn't anyone around to give me work, any customer or employee complaints I get don't really matter and I could just sit here and no one will say a damn thing because seriously what the hell are they going to? Fire me?!?. Life is pretty good on the second to the last day of work.
My words of wisdom to those of you out there that have given your two weeks notice is this...the last two days of your job are the best, it's the first few days of your new job you have to watch out for. Thank you and good day!