Sweet Dream Baby

bubblesbrnaid had weird dreams, and so did I.

I blame mine on Pride and Prejudice and NASCAR.

There was a wedding. Of the ex-best friend. I don't have a clue who she was marrying, but there was a wedding and I was there. Suddenly, someone else who is a close friend (and had dark hair - I'm still trying to figure out the identity of this person because I never even talked to them) was getting married. Through much snooping I found out that all these marriages on one day were in fact a highly complicated, carefully orchestrated plot to get me married. To a perfect stranger. Because apparently I'd been taking too long.

But I outsmarted them. Oh yes I did.

The receptions are being held at a church fellowship hall, and as I'm wading through toward the kitchen (I'd been summoned - they were going to introduce me immediately to the guy they'd chosen for me, which was scary considering my mother was involved) when I grabbed my best friend (dream best friend) and told him to go with the flow, he was going to pretend that we're getting married.

So yeah, I got out of an arranged marriage by telling everyone that Jamie McMurray and I were getting married and then running like hell from the room.

I'm still trying to decide which was more disturbing: the fact that he was cool with the idea (of faking out the sneaky people), the fact that he was in the Texaco/Havoline firesuit, or the fact that in my dream I actually did make him the same height as me, which he is. (Okay, so the part where he's the same height as me is the freakiest. Dreaming reality is just...freaky!)

That's it.

Filling out job apps today. I swear, if I get asked stupid questions one more time today...

"I want to know exactly how much this package is going to cost to overnight before I ship it. Never mind that we get a discount for having a corporate account. Never mind that we pay a monthly fee to have someone come and pick up the package. Never mind that it's my mother's birthday present and it has to be there tomorrow because I waited too long to send it. I must know the price because I don't want it to be exhorbitant."

No. NO NO NO NO NO. No matter what I say, she doesn't GET that when she asks these questions that she's NEVER in the 6-year history of me being with this company asked, that the answer isn't "Oh, it'll be $5." right then and there. Fuel costs people! Fuel costs! I try explaining the idea that she isn't shipping a letter, it's a box, and because we haven't done hardly any box shipping since fuel costs went up, there's no way to look at past bills and give her an idea of price...and she goes ballistic.

Grrrrr

Dear coworkers:

Don't bitch, moan and complain because YOU ALL wasted money and bought DVD/VCR combos that are totally useless anyway for the conference room, and then the DVD goes bad, and then Sony gives me the run around on getting it repaired. It's a ONE YEAR WARRANTY. It went bad three months in. Guess what? I'm fighting them. But I'm not going to freak out until they flat out say they won't repair it. Why? Because the lame asses that bought these $100 machines did so AFTER WE HAD A DVD PLAYER that we bought just months before!

Can we say "giant waste of money"?

I'm not sending it back to the store. I'm not shipping it to a non-approved service technician without guaranty that shipping will be paid for. I'm fighting to get this done *right*, and bitching at me because your 8-year-old that is laying out of school pretending to be sick for the 5th day in a row can't sit in there and watch a DVD...that doesn't fly with me.

Day over, new one starts

I'd like the work day to end so I can go home, hide under the covers, and not come out for a WEEK.

Please?

Pretty please?

Company rule that seems to confuse folks: Do not call the IT guy and incur an expense without approval from the partners. Especially when you're bugging IT guy because the internet connection is down. (Guess what guys, IT guy can't fix that!)

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"No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness." - Aristotle