Almost Grown Up

Some days you eat the bar

So this morning, during my drive to work, I had a post all figured out.

It was going to be a happy post, about goofy friends and fun memories and all that. I’ve been super productive this week, and fixed the sink, the wireless internet (sorry neighbor), and did the dishes and you were going to hear all about the happiness.

But sometimes the day just gets in the way.

Work has been going well, I like my job and it has been keeping me busy. For the last two weeks there have been some rumors that I was being considered for a different job (this happens a lot where I work, it’s a fluid situation) that would normally be filled with someone with a lot more experience than I. Fantastic, yes? For the last week I’ve been holding my breath, absolutely sure that I would hear I was getting it. It was always right around the corner, and I couldn’t believe how great things were going and that the crazy days I’ve been putting in were already paying off.

The email today was brief, “Could you come by my office as soon as possible? I’d like to discuss something with you.” Nice, brief, I basically flew to his office. I knew what was coming, I was ready to accept and onwards to better things, and all that.

“C is getting [the position I was praying I was going to get].” It hit me like a shot in the gut. Ok, we’re fine things are going well, it sucks, but it could be worse.

“Also, you’re being sent to [different department that results in much less face time with bosses, and potentially less opportunities].” Ummmm…

So yeah, instead of getting a great opportunity, I’m being shuttled off. It’s ostensibly because I’m independent and need less supervision, but I’m concerned it will lead to my being overlooked for a lot of other opportunities, and I’m pretty upset all around. I spent the rest of the day unproductively pretending to work.

I shouldn’t be as upset as I am (or should I?) but today kind of snowballed with some other stuff. I hurt my knee earlier this week while pretending I was still 18 years old and have been pretending that it’s something I can run through. I haven’t been sleeping the last two weeks, with another bout of my recurring insomnia that I love oh so much. On a personal level I’m also dealing with some changes that I’ve avoided talking about on here and won’t talk about on here, at least for now.

So it’s nights like this, where none of my friends in other places really understand my job drama, and all my friends here all work with me, that I feel lonely. So now I’m at home, realizing I have nobody to talk to about this, and it kind of sucks. So instead I’ll complain to you all. Sorry.


My thoughts all quit

So remember how bad I am about promising to post later in the day?

This week has been crazy. Yesterday I hoped that going into the office early would get me out at a decent time, so I could run, write on her, talk to La, and generally have a nice evening. Then I ended up at the office for 12 hours (not counting travel time) and spent my evening as a zombie. Amazing. I know.

So those are my work pros/cons for the week. I love my job, I was assigned a beautiful office, and I feel honestly good about the work I do. On the other hand it makes planning more than 3 months down the road impossible (more on this tomorrow), I’m currently working absurd hours, and I spend my weekday evenings so tired I could pass out.

As for the area? It has some pros/cons too. The weather, after a bad first week, has been beautiful. It’s sunny most days, hasn’t been too warm or too cold, and I found a great way to drive to work. On the other hand, the nightlife seems to leave something to be desired and I can’t find a decent Chinese takeout place to save my life.

So I suppose there are tradeoffs to everything. I’ll delve into the work stuff more tomorrow, as it’s sort of complicated.

How is everyone’s week going? Considering that two bloggers I read have gone into “hiatus” you all are throwing out a lot of posts. My google reader is crying, but I promise I’ll catch up!


Mornings…

I do NOT want to go to work this morning. Anyone up for playing hooky? I’ll meet you at the arcade.

*Sigh*


Things I like, and things I don’t like

I like:

Finally being settled, after 7 months of feeling unsettled.

I don’t like:

The weather here. Isn’t it supposed to be warm in the South?

I like:

La

I don’t like:

Being so far away from her.

I like:

My job.

I don’t like:

The fact that my job is currently not paying me half of my paycheck, which makes seeing La impossible if I still want to pay rent.

I like:

Finally having time to work out regularly.

I don’t like:

Being so tired that working out seems like a huge production.

I like:

Feeling like I have a social life.

I don’t like:

How having a social life tends to cut into the amount of sleep I get.

What about all of you? What do you like/not like today?


Bad day

I am grumpy today. So now I will complain about it.

(1) Yesterday the hotel took my chair with the loose arm. Presumably to fix it, but now I don’t have a chair for my desk.

(2) While here to steal the chair, they left a nasty note about my room being messy (note: they could have noticed the SUITCASE on the bed and determined I was packing, it’s cool that they didn’t though).

(3) I could not fall asleep last night.

(4) As such, the waking up early to run fell through.

(5) My lunch time run had to be cancelled when our lunch went from 90 minutes, to 75, to 55.

(6) Now I can run in the dark at 6pm when we get out.

(7) Some of the people here are really bugging me today.

( 8) Can today be over?


High stakes for a few names

You all need to stop writing so much. Take a day or two off. Seriously. My google reader is continuing to explode, and I haven’t had a chance to catch up from last weekend yet.

This story about an engagement gone wrong, made me question humanity. The poor guy buys a $12,000 engagement ring and puts it inside a helium filled balloon (so he can “pop” the question). He walks out of the store, loses his grip on the ballooon, and it flies away with the ring inside. He decides to make a bad situation worse by telling his girlfriend, who now won’t speak to him. I mean, really? What was plan A?

So yesterday was a landmark day for customer service. I give you two stories:

(1) The last piece of furniture was being delivered to my parent’s house, from which it will make it’s way to Virginia. I was given a three hour window on when it would arrive and made sure someone would be there. The truck apparently pulled into the driveway an hour before it was supposed to get there, sat there for five minutes, then left and didn’t call to say no one was there until 90 minutes later. Only problem? Someone was there. Both times. Ring the damn doorbell (Also, is “damn” a curse? The customer service lady asked me not to curse at her when I said “I want my damn furniture”). So annoyed.

(2) I attempted to get a tattoo yesterday. I figured that today’s post could be pictures and stories about that. Yeah, didn’t work out so well.

I researched this place for weeks, found no bad reviews, some good reviews, and decided it would be good (despite the somewhat shady practice of wanting payment in cash).  I was VERY nervous (remember the fear of needles? Yeah, I has it), but yesterday morning I called and made a 3:30 appointment.

I showed up at 3:25, so far so good. One person is waiting. After 10 minutes another person comes in (who had already started the process, and then had been sent across the street to get cash) and goes back to the tattoo-ing place (they only have one artist, and while there is other staff none of them were in yesterday).

At 4:00 the artist comes out and announces he has to leave for 10 minutes to run back to his house briefly, so I need to leave to get a cup of coffee. He stresses that he will be back in 10 minutes, and refuses to give me a price estimate so I can secure the necessary cash (and speed up the process when he gets back).

I’m annoyed (my appointment started half an hour before) but I get the coffee and wait in my car. After 20 minutes I try the front door. Still not back. After 45 minutes I try again. Still not back. Then I finally leave. I mean, why say you’re going to be right back if you’re taking off for an hour? Why treat people like that? So now I’m annoyed and need to restart the process.

I’m off for the day, I hope everyone has a great day and I will talk to you all soon!