Mental Day

Today I took a mental day. The first one in a very long time. I hardly ever get sick...but I sure can get crazy! Last week was a bad one and I am in no particular hurry to get back. Tomorrow I may take another one! On the plus side this weekend was a good and busy one. Kind of anyway. A friend of ours had their annual get together and I got to meet his new woman. I like her. She doesn't put up with anything and calls it like she sees it too. I like women like that. You always know where you stand! She didn't particularly care for two people that I despise anyway. So that was icing on the cake. You can't ever win them all. For some reason my brother in law needs to be the center of attention. If he isn't he will start calling people out so that he makes himself the center of attention. Saturday he must have been feeling neglected. He started insulting me. It started with him picking on my hands. I just told him "you know, God gives everyone gifts in different proportions. I am perfectly happy with having ugly hands instead of an ugly ass face." Then he wanted to know what I was trying to say. HA!

Do you ever have one of those days where you think “I just don’t get paid enough for this shit?” That is where I am at today. TGIF because if I had to go one more day this week I think my head would spin around and I would spew green vomit like the exorcist. I determined yesterday that the reason I don’t have any money, is because I am too smart. I take calls all day long from people who have A LOT of money. By the time I get off the phone with them I am inclined to think that it must have come to them in some kind of settlement that is paying them for brain damage. I guess it could be family money. Who knows. All I know is that given enough money it seems the nicest person turns into a nasty piece of work. Remember to slap me if I ever get that way?

Funny true story

So I came in to work this morning, and found out that two of the five people chosen for second interviews for the position I applied for and didn't get, are on my team. One is a trainer, another is from a different department. I was talking to a co-worker and I said the trainer would be a good manager and he said he didn't think so, because he was too politically incorrect! HA! HA! I love it. I guess that means I won't ever make a good manager. I just call the shots like I see them!

First Time Out

Well...my first blog on how tired I am of keeping my opinions to myself. I have been trying for years to be politically correct. To make people like me, to try to not offend. I am not ever trying to be mean or rude but for some reason saying what is on my mind tends to get me in trouble, even if people ask. So, here is my outlet. Feel free to comment back and to share any similar experiences. I have found there are more people out there like me than would care to admit it.