TGIF!

Fridays aren't supposed to suck!

The day started out bad and then got progressively worse.

It all started when I took Benji out for his morning walk. Gave him a couple of French commands. He went oui, oui! Then I ran into a neighbor and started chatting for a while, and then Benji started biting my pant leg. I guess he was getting bored and wanted some attention. So, I picked him up and he bit my hand! Jeez! I tried not to show the pain in my face. I didn't want my neighbor to see that I had little or no control over my doggie. I know he's just a pup but I find it really embarrassing when he starts attacking me in front of my neighbors. I held him by the scruff, like the trainer told me, and took him back home.

Then I left for work and stopped over at Starbucks for my morning fix, only to find they were OUT OF SOY MILK! OUT OF SOY MILK? How does that happen? I mean, don't they take inventory? For fucks sake all I ask is that I have my Vente Soy 1 equal wet cappaccino in the morning! I wish I had a picture of my reaction to this godawful news! I basically just headed for the door and one of the baristas walked over and said, "Hold on, here's a coupon for a free coffee." I thanked her and left.

I then stopped at the Dunkin' Donuts down the road. It's new. My first time there. The crowd there was different in a scary sort of way. I ordered my "Coffee Regular" translation: Medium coffee with cream and sugar. I was surprised that they knew this, but they did. Dunkin' Donuts has it's own lingo too. Only difference is that they simplify the order instead of overcomplicating it.

Ok. So, now I have my coffee. I had put some neosporin on my bite wound which was swelling up. Then there's a friggin' parade. On a Friday morning? They basically closed the street that I have to take to work, so I had to take a detour. Now I'm really late.

I finally reached work around 10ish. I sneak into my office quietly. Then it's meeting time. Great. We have about 25 open requirements and nothing's covered. My boss stomps in and he is giving me all kinds of attitude and questioning me about why he hasn't gotten any resumes. I am trying to come up with some answers for him but they sound really bad as I hear the words coming out of my mouth. Everyone can feel the tension in the room. You could cut it with knife.

I spend the rest of the day working really, really hard to cover everything. Which sucks, cause I hate working really, really hard on Fridays. Fridays are for long lunches or early happy hours. Chatting on the phone with your friends and making plans for the weekend. Not for working really, really hard. Then my boss gives me some more attitude. I had some words with him. I walked back in my office and said, "Screw you" (under my breath)

When 5 o'clock approached, I suddenly stopped caring about everything that happened today. I shut down my computer and packed up my shit and said goodbye to everyone. I told my boss, "Have a great weekend!" with a smile on my face. He gave me an equally fake, "You too!" And I was out of there!!

TGFIAO! (Thank God Friday Is Almost Over!)

Fat Lip

My appointment was for 7pm tonight. That gave me pretty much 12 hours from the time I got up to my scheduled appointment to come up with an excuse of why I had to bail out. I thought of calling and saying I was ill or telling them that I had a meeting. Maybe just doing the Brady Bunch excuse, "Something suddenly came up." Brilliant! I also thought about just not turning up at all. Denying the fact that they had left me several messages on my home, work and cell trying to confirm. I kept thinking, what kind of example am I setting for my kids? How could I just leave them waiting there after 7 at night? I asked several people throughout the day. Everyone seemed to have the same advice, "Just go and get it over with." Not what I wanted to hear.

So I went. I was terrified. I never had a deep scaling before. I probably should have had this done years ago. My Dentist gave me several shots to numb me up. I tried to negotiate for fewer, but he stood firm. The hygientist was thorough, very thorough. It wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be, but I'm definitely not suggesting that it was at all pleasurable. The worst was the sounds of the scraping. Like nails on a chalk board. That went on for about an hour.

I figured that I would not be able to eat after this procedure, so I treated myself to a jr. bacon cheeseburger from Wendy's. I am a vegetarian. Apparently not a very good one.

The hygientist told me that I should be flossing regularly. I'm usually very good after a cleaning. I floss all the time for like 2 weeks. Then I skip it more often than not. I wonder if people really do floss all of the time? If so, I don't think I know any of these people.

Do you floss? If so, how often?

The numbness is wearing off. My tongue is all tingly. I'm sure I am going to start feeling some pain soon. My gums look raw.

Home for the Holiday

About a month ago the Debbies invited me to go to Vegas for Labor Day weekend. I thought about it, checked out the flights and things that we could do, but never went ahead and actually booked it. Things just got so busy with the new puppy. And how was I going to just up and leave him after just getting him. I would have felt terrible. So I pretty much was home for the holiday. Here in Pennsyltucky. I guess I should consider myself lucky. There were far worse places to be. I had plenty of food and water so what was I feeling sad about? It's something about holidays in general that makes me depressed.

I went out with the X on Friday night. We went for dinner and I was completely nauseous even before the main course came. Needless to say, it was an early night. I guess that was a good thing. Saturday I woke up and felt fine. Went to the Salon to get my hair highlighted, then it was onto the nail place. Came back to play with Benji and then decided that I was going to teach him French! Saturday night I went out with my favorite married couple for a drink. Again, it was an early night but this time it was because Tracy thought the bartenders boobs were too big. Although she would never admit that. Sunday, I pretty much spent the day with Benji.

Monday was the worst! Monday was Labor Day. The day that people are supposed to invite you to a barbecue. I spent Monday feeling bad about the poor people in New Orleans, and the stupid government for not doing anything for so long. I went to the gas station and filled the tank of my 3 month old SUV (who knew? i am playing dumb like the government) It was just under $60.00 to fill the tank. That's quite an increase! These gas stations were really jumping the gun here. $3.569/per gallon. Why can't they just say $3.57? It's hard to believe that 4 1/2 years ago it was only 99 cents per gallon! Wonder if we will ever see that price again?
So I went over to the mall so that I could singlehandedly boost the economy!

Match.com is proving to be pretty lame right now. I'm getting emails but not from real quality guys. No one who is really "date worthy". Perhaps in time. I am so the I have to have it right now person.

I know I need to realize that I am exactly where I am supposed to be right now and that when I am ready, Mr. Wonderful will turn up! Whoever he is?

Work has been really painful lately. It seems like the whole company is in this rut. I guess it's the nature of the business. Ups and Downs. Ah the life of a Technical Recruiter. I absolutely hate when I tell people what I do and they say, "Oh so you're a headhunter." I want to kick them really hard. I would love to have a really good comeback for that. I have not come up with anything good in the past ten years. Not that I've tried, I usually try to explain how what I do is "different". I'm in "Consulting". Really, it's the same god damn thing.

What I really need is a job with background music!

Elliot called. It seems he read the book I told him about. Blink!. He wasn't too impressed with it. I tried to explain what I got out of it. It's funny how two people can read the same book and come away with a completely different experience.