Rainy Monday

It’s raining like cats and dogs outside, it’s wetter than a Superhead porn video. It won’t let up, I swear I saw animals walking in two’s and an arc with spinning rims!

So, at work, I’m alone. Let me explain a bit! My one co-worker had already scheduled the day off to go to the doctor’s and to run some other errands, which was no problem. I understand, we all need to go to the doctor; being a woman, you need to get felt on by your doctor’s at least once a year to make sure the belts and hoses are still working.

My other co-worker, who started in April; called out AGAIN, she was off on Friday because she was too scared to drive. So, today she used the weather as an excuse not to come in. “I got turned around, so I went back home” umm. . .hello, you jackass everyone was getting turned around! SO DID I, AND I CAME TO WORK!

I never wanted anyone to get fired in all my days, but I swear, if I can do it I would tell her ass to “hit the road jack”. I mean really, I would fire her myself! I can’t stand that mess with a passion. I have kids, and never use the fact I have kids as an excuse for anything, but she uses it on a regular. She also live at the end of my county in Maryland, and so it is a hump and a half to get to work. HOWEVER, her ass wanted to live down there; she applied for a two bedroom apartment and they said she wasn’t qualified for the two bedroom so they gave her the one. She didn’t want to take it, because she asked for two bedroom!

HELLO!!!!! IF YOU CAN’T AFFORD IT AND REALLY NEED IT. . .YOU TAKE WHAT YOU CAN GET UNTIL YOU CAN GET WHAT YOU WANT!

As you can tell, I’m beyond pissed. I’m going to try and be civil tomorrow, but since I know how I am, I’ll just be quiet. I hate blogging about work issues, but this takes the cake by far.

I haven’t had the chance to take care of any of the work that’s been piling on my desk because of her Tom Foolery, and I’ve been hearing all kinds of people calling my service line.

Someone spent 20 minutes asking me the same questions, and I’ve had a guy snorting in my ear. That nasty wet snort, just beyond gross! I love rainy Mondays, and I love my job. Today, nah! Ask me tomorrow.

I don’t mind doing the work, I actually like it. However, the thought of her sitting at home watching Maury’s weekly “Baby Daddy/I slept with your third cousin” episode, makes my stomach turn with anger. I wish I could be so “undiligent” and “unfaithful” about my job.

I got up at 5:00 and got in the shower around 5:20 – 5:30 and was down here at 7:00, after I dropped my son off. Traffic was a nightmare, but I still made it in. She made no effort to come in to work. She didn’t want to come into work, and using her location as an excuse. Well, that’s not going to work! AND YOU’RE NEW!

I don't want her talking to me, or apologizing to me. I think I would get up and just walk out, because her ignorant ass isn't worth getting fired for. I wish I could call her and fire her over the phone! Man, I would get Donald Trump with it in a heart beat!

If this was any other time, I would cuss her up one side and down the other. I won't hesitate or break a sweat, but because I value my job. I'll just be quiet the whole day tomorrow. I don't know what my boss is going to do, but this is unnacceptable.

What happen to having pride in your job? What happen to doing what it takes to get the job done? Where the hell are those folk? I guess we're all hired, and now I'm dealing with the scrapings of the employment scrap heap!

I swear if my famous saying: Excuses are reasons for failure, weren't true any other time. . .they are true today!

Yes, I'm truly looking forward to the winter! What excuse will she come up with then?