I don't have a foul mouth, I just say FUCK a lot.
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Sunday, April 12, 2009, 2:20:00 AM- andddddddd.... | ||||||
i'm off! yay! there's no possible way for them to call me in! whooohoo! drove from work to ma parents house, dunno what they might have planned, but want to spend as much time wif them before i leave as possible. i get here, and mom had already said they'd be @ church. no worries. i know the garage door code...well....i don't. LOL. lucky they have wireless internet that reaches to their patio, cuz that's where i am now. sucking down beers as quick as i can. they're both "reformed alcoholics" so i get all kinds of speeches if i have more than 2 beers. and OMG, after today, i need more than that!!! so here i sit, outside (at least it's not cold) and drinkin ma beer and relaxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxing.....finally!! i wish i could take ma shoes off, and they had some sort of padding on their patio furniture but at least i gots internet *muwah! | ||||||
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Saturday, April 11, 2009, 2:42:37 AM- *slumps* | ||||||
i clocked in today wif 56 hours. and OMG, wanted to go home before i left ma house.......... a quick synopsis... okee....got home @ 'round midnight last night from work, almost woke up @ 7 after going to bed @ 3, but HAD to have ONE more hour of sleep..... THEN.............went to work and clocked in @ 10am. 5 racks of bread, and 2 wire racks of rolls...........me n ma girl packed and priced, then jumped on the pie program (setting up and baking) then jumped over to the deco side and made 8 sheet cakes, 10 round cakes.... THEN jumped onto the mixer side, ran a rack of dough, then jumped back to the deco side, did 8 cases of keylime pies then jumped to the pack out side, got everything packed and priced, set up doughnuts and set up and baked off cookies jum[ped back OVER to the mixer side and set up his deli subs, as well as started dishes, cleaned his mixer, swept the floors....THEN did all the deco dishes, finished up ma paperwork, did an associate evaluation ye GODS can it be may 1st yet?!?!?!?!?! | ||||||
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Friday, April 10, 2009, 5:18:33 AM- pirates....ok. | ||||||
[url]http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090409/ap_on_re_af/piracy[/url] ok. let me get this straight.... a U.S. boat was "tried" by pirates. capt gave himself up. boat goes bye-bye. capt is now in a liferaft with four pirates (sooooOOooo not the johnny depp kind) AND in sight of our of our fine U.S. warships. and they bring in negotiators?!? dunno 'bout anyone else, but am i wrong in thinking they should deploy some of our famous S.E.A.L.S and just snipe the shit out of the four pirates? 4 SEALS + 4 guns= 4 dead pirates + 1 alive captain. fuck negotiation. just sayin.........only the weak negotiate. | ||||||
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009, 6:52:58 PM- I DID IT! | ||||||
OMG....i feel like a huge weight is lifted off ma chest. right before i left today, pulled mr. boss man aside and told him i had to speak wif him. we went into his office...and i did it...told him i was leaving (he was SHOCKED)told him why (he completely understood) and almost broke down. we both expressed our great admiration for each other. and he almost made me cry again when he told me how proud of me he was, and how he knew i'd succeed in everything and anything i tried, then got up and HUGGED me. after that, went back to ma dept. almost broke down again when ma crew surrounded me and all group hugged. minutes later, i was out the door. got as far as half-way to ma truck before i finally DID let maself cry. i didn't cry cuz i was scared, or second guessing maself. i know moving to be with ma dums is the best decision i've ever made. just sad to make it final to ma crew and ma store that i'm leaving. but when i think, that in just under a month...i'll be with my love...ma eyes dry and ma heart swells.... imagine! no more goodbyes unless it's just to go to work.... | ||||||
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009, 12:23:19 AM- ma resignation letter. | ||||||
Dear XXXXXX Managers, I regret to inform you that I am resigning from my position as Bakery Manager at Store #XXXX. My last day of employment will be May 1, 2009. This was not an easy decision to make, on my part. The past 5 years have been very rewarding. I wish to thank you all for the opportunities and learning experiences you, as a company, and as associates have given me throughout these years. It has been a pleasure to lead my Bakery team to goals above and beyond those which have been set for us. I will be relocating, for personal reasons, to XXXXXXXXXX. While I dearly wish I could continue providing premier customer service and leading my associates to do the same, it is not possible at this time. If I can be of any assistance during this transition, please contact me. Thank You, so........what do ya'll think? it'll work, right??? | ||||||
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Monday, April 6, 2009, 9:54:32 PM- well FFS! | ||||||
well...today WAS the day i was gonna turn in ma resignation. but since i was called in yesterday, didn't get to write the letter. ok, fine. was gonna tell mr. boss man 'bout it anyway, cuz they need time to bring in someone.... was gonna tell him after our manager meeting... halfway throu the day, decided to wait till tomarrow, mostly cuz i was scheduled to leave after the meeting, and mostly cuz i'm a wimp. then....at the mgrs meeting...towards the end, he dropped the bomb. actually stood in front of us and asked if we wanted the good news, or the bad news?...all of us piped up one way or the other. and he said it's only one piece of news, and to some it would be good, others it would be bad. he told us as of friday, he was being transferred to another store. *wide eyed slack jawed OMG WTF!!!!* a year ago, this would have been good news for me. but in that time, we've come to a mutual understanding, fuck....even affection. then i hear who his replacement will be and i'm soooooooooooo glad i'm leaving at the end of the month!!! i've worked with this guy before, and he's an out n out piece of fuck. actually, worked wif this guy off n on for the past 14 years, so i KNOW him. on one hand, this makes what i have to tell mr. boss man tomarrow much easier. i won't be screwing him out of a good manager, will be screwing a dick-wad out of a good manager, not like he'd know what one was if they danced nakkie on his desk. on the other hand, i'm sad for ma store. we are the slowest in the district, ALMOST the slowest in the entire company. but we're one of the best, in every way, always beating any goals corporate sets for us. and while some of the credit goes to our associates, and some to the dept. managers, most goes to him. he's the driving force behind us (the dept. managers) that drives our associates. *sighs* i'll hate to see what ma shop looks like in a year. =( i know, i know. i bitch n moan and can't wait to leave. but that's MY shop dammit! has been for over a year, and i care about what happens to it! *frowns* i'm gonna miss ma ex-arch nemesis. he was a worthy opponent i liked staying 2 steps ahead of him, and surprising him when i'd out thought him. and i'm not the least bit embarrassed to say i was one of the few dept heads who have gotten a lil teary eyed, sick to our stomachs, and worried for the future of our store. of course, the few that join me in these activities....have worked under OTHER store manager. LMFAO | ||||||
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Sunday, April 5, 2009, 9:55:24 PM- just another perfect day off | ||||||
yep, today's ma ONE day off. and i'd planned quite a bit, laundry, dishes, gettin off on cam wif ma dums at LEAST once... i was workin on mission # 3 when ma cellie started chirpin. yea. it was work. the asst. store manager, tellin me how ma crew was fallin apart, and the bakery was fallin apart, and i needed to come in. fine fine fine fine fine! be there in an hour. break the news to dums, who's NOT a happy camper as we were JUST about to commence sessy-time. get dressed and head in. i get there and FFS....they've got everything covered. they're just bickering amongst themselves as to what needs to be done, how it needs to be done, and WHEN it needs to be done. i take the reigns, direct traffic, and in a very short time have everything running smoothly. i equate it to a housefull of children. wif no mom 'round. the least amount of things that NEED to be done get done, and there's lots of bitching. i never need to have children. i have 5 already. so 5 hours out of ma only day off were spent @ work. go fig, eh? gonna settle down wif a beer or 6 and perhaps take some pics and perv a bit. started ma laundry, fuck the rest of the cleanin. ffs...i need a maid. any of you lovlies need a part time job? i'll provide the uniform | ||||||
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Friday, April 3, 2009, 10:04:37 PM- How... | ||||||
often do you find an angel? like seriously NOT be looking for one, but find one? i did today. spent last night @ ma parents house for a two-fold reason. 1. they didn't want me alone with the storms we had, and 2. they suffering empty nest syndrome since digoree left....okee, call it 3 fold, cuz they offered me a homecooked meal....lol on ma way home today.....came to the turn lane for the county highway i have to go down...and i notice the suv in front of me has their breaks on, and the driver is OUTSIDE the vehicle. i, at first, have a WTF are you doing moment. until i see the driver (her) struggling to move a VERY large turtle outta the road, without getting bitten.......... seems mr(s) turtle has left it's happy home in the pond next to the highway to venture into traffic =( i've stopped ma truck, thrown on the emergency blinkers for those behind us, and am in the process of getting out while yellin, "hit him in the back! hit him in the back!" dunno if she didn't hear me, or didn't heed, but she continues struggling getting him across the road between her truck and mine. at this time, LMFAOOOO....turtle's been doin his/her best to bite the shit out of his "savior" and is still a ways to go to get to the pond on the side of the road. i'm all the way outta ma truck now, about to give this girl a hand, when she sticks her foot under him/her, and literally FLIPS it wif a kick to the backside into the pond. LMFAOOOO... either she didn't hear me, or she did, and misunderstood me. ment "hit it on the back of the shell" meanin it'd freak and withdraw and ya can safely pick it up n carry it where ya wanna go. anyways, this chick LAUNCHED mr(s). turtle back into his pond. as soon as he's safely away from the road...she hops back in her ride, and takes the fuck off. i'm right behind her...till she hits the gas! lmfaoooo she's prolly embarassed 'bout the hold up she caused, or maybe she likes goin fast.... but for whatever reason, she was GONE! LOL....literally 'round 130mph or more. i see her distant in the horizon, and realize...i never thanked her. que krick and the chase! LOL.... once i'd decided to thank this girl, and tell her how feckin awesome she was, it was ON! my speedometer tops at 120......and i had that bitch pegged past that! never gone so fast in ma truck, and whenever i could see her truck, was flashin ma lights. (iz daylight atm) i finally catch up to her, still flashin ma lights, now wif ma window down and pointing to the side of the road. i'm amazed she actually pulled over. but she did. as i was gettin out of ma truck, she was exiting hers. first thing i said was "JESUS girl! i was goin over 120mph to catch yer ass." she kinda giggled and as we walked toward eachother, i said ty for saving him. i just wanted to stop you to say thanks...." we both opened our arms for an embrace, and yes.....we hugged tight. i said ty again, to which she laughed again. she seriously didn't say one word to me.....not that it matters, i said what i wanted. i was 1000% more bold than i'd ever be....ffs...i'd never get into a car chase! but lookin back i wish i had told her she was beautiful, and how she shines with love, and how i'd love to take her out for coffee......... *sigh* at least the turtle is safe n happy.... | ||||||
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009, 5:44:19 PM- *yawn* | ||||||
took 2 tylonol pm's yesterday @ 4pm. and was asleep by 5. i've always been afraid to take sleepin pills, as i've had the tendency to oversleep ANYWAY. and guess what? they still didn't keep me asleep till the alarm went off. woke up @ 8, 8:30, 9:15, and finally again @ 10pm. figured "fuck it" and got up, as ma alarm was gonna go off in an hour... went in, did everything i needed to do (deep clean, count inventory) then it was so early still, i started bakin off all the breads, and did doughnuts. finally 8am rolls around (i clocked in @ 11:40) and here comes mr. inspector. now....ya'll know me. i'm not a girlie girl. in fact, 9 times outta 10 i hate being a girl..BUT. i know this inspector. have known him for years. and i know from experience he has a "thing" for me. and yes. i use this to ma advantage. ain't no shame in ma game. had carefully planned ma work clothes. a pair of hip hugging dress pants, which deffo show off ma ass...and one of ma favorite work shirts. i normally wear a wife-beater under it, as it's low cut, but today paired it wif one of ma miracle bras...as in "it's a miracle it makes me look like i gots boobs". he took his sweet time getting to ma dept. but when he finally did, yay! i knew i was almost done. and no matter WHAT the circumstances, he finds a reason to touch me. last time he was there, ma hairnet had slipped back, and he re-adjusted it for me. this time? was demonstrating how alcohol swabs don't "kill" bacteria, just move them around... he held ma hand and swabbed ma wrist with a pad, while explainin to ma crew what exactly the pads do. i'm not the kinda chick who'll over think such things, but i'm thinkin he held ma hand a bit longer than necessary, and when i had to bend over the sink to blow the suds away to test our sanitizer, did happen to notice him lookin a lil harder than needed....LMFAOOOO like i said, no shame in ma game...i'll lie, cheat, steal and show ma (fake) cleavage to see ma bakery pass wif high scores.... btw....we made 100%. which was well deserved. i don't think that shops been so spotless since the day it was opened...... | ||||||
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009, 3:58:00 AM- dammit digoree!!! | ||||||
ma lil sis got a feckin amazing tatt day before yesterday. and while i'm proud as hell of her choice in tatt, location, and size...OMG i want mine now!!!!! so.......been planning and planning and i think i've got it figured out. exactly what i want.. i need someone who can draw to bring all 3 elements together, but it's basically this...black and grey work, portrait quality in it's detail..from just below ma armpit to my hip...i need to incorporate these three pictures.. i want the statue, with the owl perched on her outstretched arm, and her shield resting against her leg. the statue: [url]http://www.greeklandscapes.com/images/destinations/piraeus-museum/images/athena01_jpg.jpg[/url] the owl: [url]http://www.historyforkids.org/learn/greeks/economy/pictures/athenscoin.jpg[/url] and the shield: [url]http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/63/Athena_shield.jpg[/url] if any of ya'll have any drawin skills....can't wait to see everything all together. it will be a truly bad ass tattoo and a great tribute to ma namesake..... | ||||||
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