Just one quick bitch ...

[odeon]

Meh.

[Parts]

have to work tomorrow and its Sunday

[DirtDawg]

I work every Sunday. Tomorrrow we start at four AM.

But that's OK. I would bitch about stupid people, except that my thumb hurts, stilll. I smashed it today, sideways, and my thumbnail is split down the middle and swolllen, throbbing with each heartbeat. It was cold, too.

If you were going to reallly smash the entire fuck out of your thumb, wouldn't you rather it be in warm temperatures.

[DirtDawg]

Meh.

Too vague. Increase specificity and try again.

...   or not.

[Callaway]

I work every Sunday. Tomorrrow we start at four AM.

But that's OK. I would bitch about stupid people, except that my thumb hurts, stilll. I smashed it today, sideways, and my thumbnail is split down the middle and swolllen, throbbing with each heartbeat. It was cold, too.

If you were going to reallly smash the entire fuck out of your thumb, wouldn't you rather it be in warm temperatures.

The cold keeps it from swelling as badly.  How did you smash it? 

I slammed mine in a car door one time.  Unfortunately, the car door was locked, so the door had to be unlocked before I could get my thumb out.  I kept it on ice for a while, but of course it still hurt.

[DirtDawg]

I work every Sunday. Tomorrrow we start at four AM.

But that's OK. I would bitch about stupid people, except that my thumb hurts, stilll. I smashed it today, sideways, and my thumbnail is split down the middle and swolllen, throbbing with each heartbeat. It was cold, too.

If you were going to reallly smash the entire fuck out of your thumb, wouldn't you rather it be in warm temperatures.

The cold keeps it from swelling as badly.  How did you smash it? 

I slammed mine in a car door one time.  Unfortunately, the car door was locked, so the door had to be unlocked before I could get my thumb out.  I kept it on ice for a while, but of course it still hurt.

I was working on one of the drop-down, fold-up ladders on teh side bay of one of ourr trucks. It was binding, because a bolt (an important fulcrum point) had fallen out. I almost had it done when one of the kids jumped on the laddder, catching my thumb between two levers. Blood erupted out the end of my thumb from beneath the nail as it sort of "blew up."

It's OK, but it will be sore for a few days. The nail only split about three fourths of the way down, so it will be grown out in about a month.

[Pyraxis]

I did that to my middle finger in a scroll saw once. It didn't bleed that badly but it made typing a pain.

Why would warm temperatures be better?

[Blasted]

I hate ginger, backstabbing, plotting, bitchy cunts.

[Parts]

Had a no call no show employee today

[El]

How come you have to never have a real conversation with him again? Is it that awkward to think about him desiring you?

Nonono, if there wasn't a third person it would just be awkward and I'd be maybe a little irritated but fine.  As it is, according to my own moral code I feel it would be wrong to talk to him anymore.  I felt like it was dicey talking to him thinking all he had was a bit of a crush that surfaced when he was fighting with the (soon-to-be) missus, but harmless enough that I could basically justify it.  Now, not.  (Underlined because I know you'll want to argue with that, Pyraxis.    This is me, my life, my situation, and my choice, though, and I don't want to argue it.)

[Pyraxis]

Okay, okay, I'll curb the ODD for your sake. 

(Sorry. I know I'm overly antagonistic and I'm still working on figuring out when it's welcome and when it's not.)

[El]

Okay, okay, I'll curb the ODD for your sake. 

(Sorry. I know I'm overly antagonistic and I'm still working on figuring out when it's welcome and when it's not.)

  S'ok; thank you for respecting my 'pleeeeeease don't argue with this' reply.

[odeon]

Meh.

Too vague. Increase specificity and try again.

...   or not.

 

Meh.

[DirtDawg]

I've been trying to get my mind arounnd this harrshness alll afternoon. Yesuerkay, one of the senior mid -level supervisory members was shitcannned. (yeah, told to go home and mope, just as the Season Of Joy begins)

his job was asssigned to me at four Am this mourning. I was wide awake, but still in exercise mode, stimming on my tiptoes. My brain was elsewhere when I came to know this and could not respond in my best way .

I have had no training, whatsoever. i do not even know what all he was responsible for "staying ahead of,"  FFS. I am starting tommorrow morning as a sup. It means an email address, full time hours, access to company systems from which i was blocked, beffore and a raise (shit!?!  it means more than double my pay scale if I can do the job through the ninety day provisional period.)

I feel bad for the guy, but more money and more work time is what I have asked for since the beginning.
 
I did not want this to be attained due to a ruthless sweep past another's achievements, drawing a kind of  zero sum result.

I want this, but it feels fucked up, right now.


sometimes I really hate success.

[DirtDawg]

Meh.

Too vague. Increase specificity and try again.

...   or not.

 

Meh.

Got it.