Oh the life of the international jet setter is well and truly over when you suddenly stop and realize you’re in the supermarket opening the egg cartons to make you don’t get any broken ones 😐 I stopped, stared into the distance and pondered for a moment…. what a world away from this one, was the whole sailing in the Mediterranean thing…. Sigh….. is there any mundanity in the world such as this?
I didnt post anything today…. thought I’d just let that average international penis size thing fester out there for a bit……
RMB
After the trauma of dealing with the Parking Nazi yesterday, I decided I couldn’t face the world and called in sick. Okay, in truth it had more to do with my stomach doing God awful things to me since I returned from the backwaters of Pakistan (read Quetta) than the Parking Nazi…. but I think I’d rather blame the NAPMDB for my lack of motivation to overcome the flip-flopping, cramping stomach of doom and soldier on in tireless dedication to the job from which I have been operationally disengaged!
So what’s a girl to do while stuck at home feeling sick as the proverbial dog. Why… chat on the MSN annoying your friends whose bosses are stupid enough to let them have IM access at work….update your resume and draft up some job applications now that I’ve been sacked for the first time ever….and try desperately not to buy any cool stuff on line!!! (I want one!) Cos shopping really helps when you’re not feeling well…. ask anyone!
So I spent a quiet day avoiding throwing my credit card at the Met gift shop (which I really shouldn’t do until I clean up the mess my holiday made on it), and hanging with Angel who spent most of his day demanding food (God that kid can put it away). Equinom came over this evening to catch up and hang out.. .we haven’t seen each other for a couple of months, so after the pleasantries were exchanged, naturally the conversation turned to average international penis sizes and we found this interesting (but likely unreliable) survey graph, which I just had to put here for everyone’s edification…..
And that’s about it really… my day in a nutshell.
Grrrr!!!! I had to leave work early today cos I wasnt feeling so hot (havent been 100% since I got back from Pakistan). Anyway I went to drive out of the carpark and the little Nasty Arse Power Mongering Dumbass Bitch of a parking attendant wanted to charge me $27.00 to leave! We have an early bird parking thing going on at the car park, so I should have only been charged $13.50…. in before 9am I thought and the Early Bird parking rate is all yours. Not so! You have to be in before 9am but you have to be out after 2pm to get the Early Bird rate.
How illogical is that? They charge you $27.00 for being there 5 hours, but $13.50 if you arrive at the same time but are there for longer???? And this is twenty-seven dollars… not dogdy Pakistani rupee or something!
ME: “I work for the devil, so can I have the Goliath parking rate please? Which should only be $15.00, right?”
NAPMDB: “No sorry Ma’am you haven’t stamped your parking ticket, so I can’t give you the $15.00 Goliath rate.”
Me: “Look, here is my ID, which you will agree is far harder to replicate than a stamp yes? I’m going home sick. Don’t make me go back up into work to get the damned ticket stamped….”
NAPMDB: “Sorry Ma’am if you don’t have your ticket stamped you’ll have to pay the full rate.”
At which point I turned off the engine, got out of the car, left it in the exit driveway, locked it as I walked away and proceeded back into the building to stamp my fucking ticket…. with the NAPMDB coming after me yelling that I cant leave my car parked in the way. I turned and gave her the filthiest look at which point she went back to her little booth and got on the phone – no doubt to ask her supervisor what to do with me.
I stamped my damn ticket – bitched to who ever was in the lift on the way up and down….. paid the goddamn $15.00 and came home in a foul mood.
When did we become so unflexible over the stupid little things?
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Back home and down with a thud.
While I was away…. my big nasty conglomerate of an employer, decided to amalgamate the functions of some of their call centres and abolish some others… and you don’t get three guesses as to who lost their job in that little shuffle! Found out about it while I was still in Turkey, but didn’t get wound up over it…. and certainly didn’t allow it to affect me in any tangible way, nothing radical like refraining from buying expensive carpets or anything. 😐
Anyway, I get to work this morning and the place is like a morgue… no one wants to be there… everyone knows their time there is limited…. and people who were previously fond of doing dodgy things are now doing dodgy things – openly. Customer service has plummeted, call stats likewise taken a substantial hit, and moral is lower then I’ve ever seen in a work place. One guy said it was like the fall of Saigon but with less helicopters……..
But even so, (and possibly because my expectations were so horribly low) I actually had a pretty good day….. after I spent the first hour fighting with system passwords – we have about a dozen different systems with as many password and all mine had expired! So between fighting with passwords and having pretty much forgetten the minute amount of technical knowledge I thought I might have once had for fixing peoples internets*…. I think I did okay :S
Need a new job 😐