Sun, tea, toast...mmmmm....

[msfledermaus]

I still haven't been summoned by the courthouse...they skipped *over* my number to the 200's yesterday, and the rest of us are still on call.

I wouldn't mind so much except for the Inferno this apparently stopped being a lark for them. Mr Sta-Puft called me yesterday with a question about the postage meter, and immediately asked, "Are you coming back tomorrow?" I told him I wouldn't know if I was called for tomorrow morning until well after everyone went home, which is why we're doing things the way we are. He didn't like that at all. I talked to my scheduler next, who was more sympathetic about this weird limbo. The whole thing left me freaked out for a few hours...I can be *way* too conscientious, and this whole thing is hitting me right in the responsible part of my soul. My friends keep telling me (and very good advice it is, too,) to screw them; I've got a new job waiting for me and they certainly haven't earned any of my loyalty lately. But I dither. I can't help it. It makes me feel all wimpy and spineless. Probably because Mr Sta-Puft reminds me of an older relative of mine who tries really, really hard to be charming and within seconds succumbs to her base personality--passive agressive, spiteful, punitive meanness. I've always had a big problem this kind of arbitrary, manipulative authority figure; it just sets off some deep, primal howling of fear and anger inside my soul...

Which is why I need to get out of the Inferno so badly. And why I'm a little afraid of giving my notice, come to that. I'm pretty sure I can set that fear aside when I actually have to do it...there's not much else the bastard can do to me legally that he hasn't already done, right? And if he gives me any trouble in the two-weeks notice I'm giving, I can just use up some of the nearly a month of sick day's I've accrued that I can't take with me. And I may be fearful and wimpy, but it's not like I haven't dealt with this kind of thing before...Once when a job I was on went sour I ran over to their competitor business across the street, still in my dorky maid's uniform and asked them for an application. If pushed, my fear becomes a sort of strange ironic bravado that sometimes serves me surpisingly well...

I just hope I can tap into that bravado this week. It's not often that someone gets this kind of workplace victory---the jury duty and the new job. If I can't put my worries aside I won't be able to enjoy this properly, and that would be a real goddamn shame...

All toether now: Muahahahahahaaaa! Bwahahahahahaa BOOOOOOARGH!!!!

Comments

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

That's my goal....I really need more of a dose of "fuck you" to this stewing I'm doing...

And when I have to finish out my two weeks I have the entertainment of watching the chaos unfold...and i've been warning them for years and years that they were pushing their luck. It's not my fault they didn't listen:)

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

Muahahahahahaaaa! Bwahahahahahaa BOOOOOOARGH!!!!

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

raaaaaahGUMBA!!!

tHAT'S THE STUFF RIGHT THERE, MISTER!!:d

Aww *PixieHugz*

[collarbonepixie.livejournal.com]

Please please please be able to put your worries aside and ENJOY!!!! this is my wish for you! :)

Re: Aww *PixieHugz*

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

*carefully puts down worries in a little bag*

Okay...Now i'm gonna knit and read Harry Potter. And drink cocoa:)

[fleur.livejournal.com]

You definitely need to work on moving more into the big steaming pile of FUCK YOU mode, sweetheart. I know it's hard; you've been there for a LONG time and sometimes the devil you know seems not so bad compared to change, and all that. If it helps, remind yourself again and again about all the times they have screwed you over and how; crappy thing StaPuft has said and done; all that kind of stuff might get you hoppin' mad enough to STAY that way.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I'm getting there....i'm not going to chicken out or anything like that--I don't know what I would do if I had to go back and didn't have something like the new job waiting for me--I'd explode, probably...

[emschin.livejournal.com]

I've seen other cases where someone takes complete advantage of a friend or employee, and then acts hurt when the person takes care of herself. Trying to make you feel guilty is another way of manipulating you. Being strong doesn't mean you aren't a nice person. You're just taking care of yourself, which is proper.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

That's the way I'm trying to look at this...It's tricky, because I've been trying for a long time to not make waves, to just hunker down and keep out of the way and make it through the day, the week, the month...and I can't do that anymore; I'm at a place where I can't hide anymore.

One day at a time, right?:)

[peekaboo.livejournal.com]

stick to your guns girl and fuck them over

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

*nods hard*

It's not like I don't have a niiice long grocery list of grieviances..grr....grrrrr....

[mamichan.livejournal.com]

Mr Sta-Puft had to call you b/c the meter ran out of water on thursday and they've been gluing shut all the envelopes (using a purple glue stick!) and replacement boy wasn't getting it done fast enough. and, they can't find any of the water-sealer pen things. ummm... just refill the meter with water!

today someone jammed the copier and left it that way, so i had to spend 30 minutes fixing it so everyone else could make their copies. So yeah. i had to do it cuz they didn't want to call the copier machine company.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Oh, Great Googaly Moogaly...
It's not like I haven't shown replacement boy a handful of times...and it's right there in the stupid binder...I told Sta-Puft how to fix it, too...and then he whined because I wasn't there. Bah! Bah!!!

I'm so sorry you got stuck with the copier thing:((( Beware when I give my notice and flee; don't get stuck fixing that stuff just because you know how...I would take a nice long smoke break right about then if I were you:)
Screw 'em!

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Wait wait, I just reread this...it ran out on Thursday?!?!?!?Last Thrusday and nobody did anything until late Monday?!?!?

*starts to wheeze*

Oh. My. God/dess. they're in big trouble, huh?

Thurs. update

[mamichan.livejournal.com]

they're in trouble, yup.
today's dilemma: none of the copiers have paper, and there is no regular white paper in the office ANYWHERE. so no one can make copies until at least 12:30pm today. what a bunch of morons.

[serendipity.livejournal.com]

I understand how you feel about the jury duty thing. The bossman might look at it askance after you give notice, but he really has no reason to distrust you, conscientious as you are and have been. So there. So says Seren.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm sure he thinks something horrible...never mind I came in after my dental stuff, half my face still puffy to finish out the week. I've come in with fevers, with flus, with relatives dying, in the middle of bad breakups. This is the only the second two-week thing I've ever taken in nearly 6 years, and I didn't choose it...

Thank you for the vote of confidence. This has been an eaiser thing to deal with when I can get input from wise people like yerself, Ma'am:D

My friends all have very good advice for me when I freak out: That I have a new job waiting for me, and what Mr. Sta-Puft thinks doesn't matter anymore.
I'm trying to get my head to realize this fact, and make it stick.

[serendipity.livejournal.com]

Eek! That's twice in 2 days that I've been called Ma'am! ;)

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

Aah sweety, you've got bigger balls than all of 'em.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

that's what I get for stuffing my pants with a coconut bra...

It's a little itchy, though!
*rustle rustle*

[sirreal13.livejournal.com]

Goodbye Mr. Sta-Puft, it's been good to know you (are in deep shit)

Ode to Mr. Sta-Puft...

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Dear Mr. Sta-Puft...

It helps me sleep
to know how deep
lies all the poo,
that's waiting for you,
Oh Mr. Sta-Puft,
It's not enough
to know that I
can up and fly
Away from you
and all you do
to make me weep,
yes, I can sleep
much better now
for lack of worry
that you will growl
and make me hurry
And all the work
you'll dump on me
at least will be
temporary
And your comeuppance
won't make me grieve,
I'll dance and sing
As I pack to leave...

Because I know that you
will be standing in a lake of your own karmically-induced poo.....