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  1. My Snobbish Decline to Someone Just Trying to Be Nice

    May 16, 2016 by Lady Unemployed

    I might be overthinking this whole thing. But to give you some background, I’ve gotten very strict about being gluten-free and unless I can assess the ingredients to a food item, I’m trying to be better about declining this. Not so easy at a job that has an onslaught of treats and birthdays coming in.  Also, add to this, I’m trying to stay away from artificial dyes too.

    Fun times right?

    So on my way to get fruit, I noticed the front desk person talking about a delivery for my department. Someone said, yup! This goes to this department. Being nice, I said, “Hey, I can take it!” So I did…

    I brought it upstairs, asked the people in my department if anyone knew of a gift they were expecting from this specific company. It was mostly mugs, jelly beans, and chocolate. The people in my department said no, but then some other guy from a different department says, “Oh that’s for us; we usually get gifts from this place.” So I go, “Oh! Okay! Here you go!”

    All he did was peer into the box, smile, and say, “Oh you guys can have it…” Something like that. But I instantly felt weird about it, because I realized, oh I totally took whatever was meant for them. So I go, “Oh no! I can’t eat this stuff any way, it has gluten in it!” [This was my attempt at being jokey’] A few of my coworkers from my department were saying, “Jelly beans don’t have gluten! Chocolate doesn’t have gluten!”

    Mostly, the guy wasn’t taking the box. He kept insisting we take it. I said, “No, that’s okay. [In a failing joking mode] This has red 40 in it! I don’t want it!” I know, I know. But the guy was NOT taking the box! This is like people waving each other on at a stop sign and no one going.

    So I feel like I sounded like a snobby bitch to this guy. Who probably thought, “Whoa, I was just trying to be nice!” I feel bad of course. And this will go under the category of awkwardly rude conversations on my part (like the time I told a coworker about my disliking of ranch dressing and she ended up being very offended as a result).

    Tell me about the time you were rude without intending too. Please. Quickly.


  2. Why Do Lunch Issues Make You Feel Like a Kid?

    May 9, 2016 by Lady Unemployed

    Here’s my random thought of the day…why do lunch issues make you feel like a kid all over again? On my bus into work this morning, my lunch started to leak. My container of very healthy peas and potatoes covered in balsamic vinegar and seasoned salt started leaking which got onto my lunch bag which I was holding. Now I smell like dinner.

    Things like this take me back to the days of lunch tables and desperately not wanting to be the kid with the smelly tuna or sticky jelly that got everywhere.

    Of course people have begun to sniff around me and it could only be the odor of my lunch.

  3. My Random Post [An Update from Lady Unemployed]

    May 4, 2016 by Lady Unemployed

    So it’s been a while since I’ve posted. How have you all been? It’s been a long time since I’ve had much activity on this blog, and to be honest, I thought maybe for a while it would grow to be a place where people can talk about their work woes and their unemployment stories. This is definitely the reason I started this blog.

    But why continue it? I have a feeling I’ve lost the handful of dedicated readers I did use to have – I don’t take it personally though.

    I am paying for the site though and my website is coming up to be renewed. And I feel like I want to make something more of it. On the personal side of things, I’m already writing a review blog under my real name, I have a book and creative writing based blog so that takes care of my reading and writing loves. So where can I take that she hasn’t been before?

    Should I discuss my work life? Not much is happening there except an onslaught of unhappy people are surrounding me and I have a gut feeling that many people are trying to get out of this place. As am I, really. But I’m not interviewing quite yet. I’m working some other things out.

    Financially though, I need to get myself out of a hole (notice that previous post I wrote up? That disclaimer at the bottom? Yes, times are that hard).

    We’ll see. I’ll try a few posts out and see where I can take this blog. My blog will forever be entitled and so I do need to keep that in mind.

    Where are you on your journey? Any ideas for me on where I can take



  4. 10 Things That Cross My Mind If I’m Awake at 4 am

    December 25, 2014 by Lady Unemployed

    bird-40910_1280On Christmas Day, I woke up at 4 am, very alert, and after having just gone to bed at around 1 am, I thought it would be a good idea to put the coffee on and just go with it. Will this be a terrible idea around 6 pm today? Well, we’ll see!

    And I made a list of a few of the things that crossed my mind –

    1) “It’s 3 am and I must be lonely.” 

    I always think of this song if I’m up early at an ungodly hour. Every time. So if you’re awake right now too, here’s the song for you –

    2) “Why does my scalp itch so badly?”

    For some odd reason, this is definitely a question and a reality for me if I’m up really late or very early. Scalp itch.

    3) “I really should’ve written down that dream.”

    Sometimes if I have a really good dream and I wake up from it, I try to tell myself to remember it. Then I forget. And then I’m too awake to go back to sleep.

    4) “Is there a Starbucks open right now?”

    Ideally a drive through, because no chance will I change out of pajamas at this time of morning.

    5) “It’s Christmas. Will I see Santa?”

    Not that I believe in Santa anymore. Or that I expect to see his sleigh. That would be ridiculous.

    6) “If this was a horror movie, I would totally see a ghost right now.”

    7) “Why do I have such bad gas?”

    I’m sure it was the casserole from the night before. Damn peas. But a girl does have to wonder.

    8) “If I went for a walk around the block, which one of my weird neighbors would be awake too?”

    9) “There’s nothing on television right now at all.”

    Plus they have terrible commercials at this time of morning. Who do they think is awake right now? And how necessary is it to have so many phone sex commercials?

    10) “I’m getting tired, it’s now 8 am, and my whole day is screwed.”

    Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night, my early birds and night owls! 

  5. I Really Hate When People Go Poop at Work

    March 26, 2014 by Lady Unemployed

    First, let’s set the scenario.

    At my job they only have single toilet bathrooms. You know, it’s the type of bathroom where you walk in and you close and lock the door behind you and you have the toilet and sink and all the other bathroom stuff. So, it’s sort of like at home ­ you don’t have any nearby stalls around you and it’s more like a large closet­sized bathroom space.

    Also, I’m on the top floor (the third floor) of my building and there is only one other women’s only bathroom in the whole building, then one unisex bathroom, and two men’s bathrooms. This is for a company of about 100 people (yes, this also means you have to time your bathroom trips very carefully and don’t wait until you have to go really bad).

    Okay, I also want to mention there isn’t any vent in this bathroom. Just a tiny little air freshener on a timer.

    So I walk into work and go through my usual routine of putting my lunch away, getting coffee, and going for a quick trip to the bathroom before settling into my desk.

    And this morning, I walked into the bathroom and you know what?

    It was warm and smelled like a fresh poop (why is it always warm and smells like poop? You rarely get cold air and poop smell at the same time).

    I know I’m supposed to be a mature adult about this and silently not recognize the waft of poop smell, but I can’t help it. And seriously people, there should be a rule about this at work.

    If there is already a small selection of toilets in an office building, please save the bowell movement for another time. In fact, there’s a rinky dink bookstore around the corner that has a bathroom, so polute THOSE toilets.

    Also, I really hate coming out of that bathroom and hoping someone doesn’t blame ME for it (as I blamed the woman who came out when I headed into the bathroom).

    So this is my public service announcement, everyone:


  6. Saturday Night Confessions – What’s On Your Mind?

    February 23, 2013 by Lady Unemployed


    Last weekend, I uncovered a new and fun weekly activity to bring about some of your most interesting stories – confessions.

    Originally, I made it about your employment (and unemployment) stories – and it can be about that too – but I want to open up the gates and let you confess whatever you may please.

    So, with a couple of wine glasses down, here’s my confession of the evening – a guy that I liked while I was a teenager is still on my mind on a fairly regular basis. We never even went out. (And yes, I’ve looked him up on Facebook, and he’s married with kids).

    What’s your confession? It can be about anything – behavior on a job, behavior during an interview, your relationships, or anything else in between. It can be big or small. You can be anonymous, too.

  7. My Newest Feature – Your Employment (And Unemployment) Confessions

    February 16, 2013 by Lady Unemployed

    I have added a feature to my blog that I hope can bring about some new interest and fascinating reads.

    People seem to love confessions. All kinds  – the good, the bad, the ugly. Although to be honest, you never hear about work place or job search confessions. What do we really do when we don’t think our coworkers or unemployment office isn’t looking?

    Well, that’s where I come in. I want to hear about your confessions – those little (or big) wrong doings that you feel a little guilty about to this day. Big or small – I want to know. I can promise one thing – I will publish your story as anonymous as I can make it.

    So…why did you make Santa’s naughty list? Read this first and then send me an email once you are ready to confess the real story.