So far I have no funny stories about drunk coworkers (yet), but I was at a birthday party for a coworker and wine was served. Everyone acted normal, of course, but it reminded me of a Christmas party I was at last year where alcohol was served.
Boy do some people really know how to put it away.
The last Christmas party I was at that included liquor – one female coworker put away 3 glasses of wine within two hours (and it’s about 4 in the afternoon by the way). And she confessed to only one small glass to a coworker who didn’t go to the party that next morning.
Then, two male coworkers at the same party put away about four or five beers each. Then took home a six pack.
And you know? Parties at work are fun. But I mean, who wants to drink that much at work? I think it’s a dangerous path, because I don’t know about you, but I get very opinionated after a glass of wine and the last thing I want is for my candid opinions to come flying out at work. Very bad idea.
Not to mention the crude comments that happened at my latest wine-included work party. Something about a yoga exercise ball was involved.
Just a note to remember…wine and work parties really don’t mix.
…Kind of like wine and hot dogs.
A little sickening and ultimately headed for disaster.
It’s late on a Friday night and I’m reading the newspaper comics. I noticed one comic used the word “catsup.” Oh, come on. Catsup? It’s ketchup people. And if you are using the word catsup, do you have to pronounce the “s”?
I thought I would update you on how it’s been going on my second week at my new job.
B. O. R. I. N. G.
I spend all day doing data entry.
Yes, data entry.
This is beyond troubling. I had no clue it would be like this and I’m not sure what to do. In fact, I actually miss customer service.
Things would be a tad better if I had people to talk to, but I sit by the quiet people who wear headphones all day. What the hell is that???
And the only other person near me that I can talk to swears and sounds angry all the time. So, I’m not sure I want to even get near conversing with this person.
On an entirely different note, I’m making pizza right now that smells like hot dogs. Is that as gross as I think it sounds?
Aside from the elderly, the disabled, children and pregnant women, the seating on public transportation is pretty much first come first serve.
I am proud to say I am one of the lucky people who get on the bus when it first starts its route. This also means that usually have my pick of seat. However, this also results in glares from the late comers who either have to stand or sit next to the window seat sitting people.
Probably one of the more awkward places to sit are the seats facing towards the aisles where your main view is an ass or a crotch of your fellow passenger. So, no day dreaming allowed.
But as I sit in my sort of comfortable seat (I am on the seat facing the aisle and have a view of the groin of the guy in front of me who is busy looking at his iPad. He better not fall on my because I don’t plan on being polite)… I can’t help but feel the irritation of my fellow passengers. Their jealous energy burns my brain as they awkwardly sway and jolt back and forth and pretend not to care.
You know I was watching Seinfeld the other day, and it was the episode where George was trying to avoid his latest girlfriend so she wouldn’t break up with him, and I was thinking…I really like the idea of having a song for my voicemail.
George had the Greatest American Hero song “Walking on Air” song…maybe I should have Someone Like You by Adele for my voice message. It’s the latest song that I’m obsessed about and I think it would be perfect.
Here it goes…
Never mind I’ll call someone like you…
I wish you would leave a message for me too….
Don’t forget me…
I’ll call you back
Sometimes you get voicemail or I pick up instead…
Sometimes you get voicemail or I pick up inste-ad.
Sounds pretty good, huh?
Oh, and I’m extremely bored and restless already at my job, but didn’t really want to say because I promised I wouldn’t talk about it, so this is me not talking about it.
Aaaaand back to the regularly scheduled programming!
I am proud to say that I’m typing this post after my first completed week at work!
It’s been a fantastic feeling having a regular schedule again. And knowing that I never have to deal with the unemployment department again (I hope) is another level of fantastic..ness.
Not to mention having a pay check.
I do have to say… if I had to articulate the “why” part of my period of unemployment, I would say that it was necessary for me to really appreciate having a job. I’m not sure I need five months of job searching agony to understand that, but the point has been severely well taken.
I mark this post as my official turn signal into the road of blogging about employment. So as to avoid getting in serious trouble, I probably will not be talking about my job much and what I do.
Instead, get ready for a lot of posts about pre and post working life, my daily bus commute, downtown characters, and anything else in between.
I received a call over the weekend and the company I interviewed with last week offered me the job!
I’m so happy and excited!!!!
If you have noticed my absence from the general internet world it’s because my computer died. I thought the timing was perfect. My six year old computer lasted long enough to get me a job. So I am looking forward to my first paycheck when I can save up to buy my computer. God, it’s
wonderful to say that.
Well, Dr. Phil never called, but that’s okay. I like doing things myself anyways!
So I guess that brings me to my next question…
What happens to LadyUnemployed.com?
I plan on keeping it, of course! But maybe I’ll just change the subject from my adventures of unemployment to my adventures of employment.
Anyways, I will also still love for you to share your unemployment story with me. That offer still stands.
Thank you for being on this journey with me and for showing your support!