I am basically out of things to say. I am looking toward a future – two futures, actually – and I don’t really know which way to go. I can’t even put together the words to explain what I mean. I can do nothing and maybe things will work out and then maybe things will…
Category: Mahjobiscrappis
Payroll clerk’s lament…
So, this morning I made up a song to sing to the dogs. I am willing to bet the meaning is transparent and possibly universal. Wanna hear it? Here it goes: “I, I, I, don’t want to go to work today! I, I, I, want to sit on my ass and play! I, I, I,…
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???? !!!!! ?!?!?!?! Thank heavens for Facebook. And for a husband who is far, far better at empathy than his wife. (And wasn’t mad when we overslept this morning, whoops).
PSA for everyone…
If you’re calling your former employer to track down a payroll check, and you get voicemail, do not leave a message where you manage to both ramble in Valley Girl-ese and speak so quickly that they can’t entirely understand your name or your mailing address (“Oh mah God, where’s my paycheck?”). Take your time. Spell…
This just in…
someone got here a few days ago by searching for “Payroll Clerk of the Year” FUCK YEAH!!!! That’s me, baby! (heheheh)
and this…
is why I do not like to take the day off of work. Don’t get me wrong. I adore not being at work. Mahjobiscrappis, right? But if I take Monday off, it makes Tuesday four times harder to scrape myself out of bed and into an acceptable work attitude (a/k/a Snow White, as D and…
So, last Friday…
Last Friday Gene and I went to the Cheesecake City General Hospital for some testing in re: Plan B (lack thereof). And… hmm, well. It doesn’t look good. It doesn’t look impossible (yet, points out the little dark part of my head, the part that Googles in its free time). More testing in August, we’ll…
7 years…
So, seven years ago today Gene and I got married. Just about everyone who reads this blog was there and like I said on Facebook, I am so thankful that everyone I love in the world was there. I have the pictures to prove it 🙂 This time 7 years ago, Gene and I sat…
‘ears the thing…
Because I know you are all waiting with baited breath for an update on Elaine’s Ears, here it is! Now ‘righty’ is pissed off at all the attention ‘lefty’ has received and has chosen to take it out on me. Â Owwwwwww. (Righty, don’t have a tantrum. Use your words!) I emailed D at work today…
TGIF
So, yesterday I had to lower everybody’s pay rates. Mine, the Almighty D’s, Gwen’s, Stefania *and* her Toady’s. Everyone. Managers I like, managers I hate. It hurt so bad to do that. I thought I might take a little glee when I lowered our Bonus Controller’s, but no. Â I folded the report so I could…