Thursday, January 12, 2006

I'm Late, Again

My job seems to involve a lot of people yelling at me. I don't mean this figuratively, either. I am speaking of full-out screaming, pounding on furniture, and slamming doors. It didn't use to involve quite so much of this, perhaps because I was able to stay patient with people who were wrong for a while longer than I am now. I do my very best not to say or even imply, "You are a lying moron, and I have proof of this", but apparently I am not able to hide it as well as I used to. Either that, or I have had a remarkable run of luck dealing with complete loons, which is entirely possible, given my former nickname of "Freak-Magnet". Although the yelling today was not actually directed at me, in the act of demonstrating what she would say to the person she was angry at if that person was present, the woman still spent fifteen minutes shouting so hard and pounding the desk she broke out in a sweat. And why are asses always involved in these things? Skanky-ass (me), skinny-ass (certainly not me, but instead the other target, whose ass is on vacation with the rest of her)? You don't see me bringing up the size or relative quality of their asses, though believe-you-me, there is something to be said.

As a result, I am in need of a little love. Something besides the collection notices to keep my morale up enough to dig out the least wrinkled clothes out of the laundry and face the office anew. I am talking about National De-Lurking Week.



As the post title implies, I am late to this event, but I have an excuse, as I was busy being told I was a skanky ho by a woman with a cocker spaniel. Though truthfully, I have been on-time twice since Peanut was born. Still, better late than never. Just one small sentence will make my day, I promise you. And if you've posted before, don't feel as if you aren't welcome. I don't know what sort of love my mother withheld from me as a child that I need to get my self-esteem from people who live in my computer (kidding, Mom), but it does help. In return, I promise that I will make serious time to return emails, respond to comments, and comment on other blogs this weekend.

And if that isn't enough reward for you, you can take your skanky ass back under the rock you came out from.

17 comments:

cubbiegirl said...

Hi there!!

Connie said...

Hi, Noticed you on my friend figlet's blog that you were in WI. I am too, here in Milwaukee. Started glancing at your blog from time to time.

Connie

Nic said...

Hello- and since you need inspiration here you go- last night the first of a slew of my childhood possession boxes started arriving and there you were in all your 10th grade glory- smiling at the camers. Where's the inspiration in that you ask- well- today may be hard- but at least it's not 10th grade. :)

Diana said...

Hello there. Been here, wrote here, love it here. I think your baby girl is GORGEOUS! and happy with all the progress she is making.
So screw the yelling lady, you are loved by computer people!

Carlos said...

I'm kind of the opposite of a lurker here, but I wanted to commiserate. Internet freaks love me! (And not the good kind either.)

Anna said...

Poor baby...you should have called me to rant for a while. If I wasn't still sick I'd say I'd come over tonight and we could have the requisite wine/beer and pizza, but I don't want to infect you on top of everything else. Maybe by Sunday I'll be fit for public consumption.

Mel said...

Sorry to hear people are so rotten to you at work. :( Karma is what keeps me from going postal on people like that - I figure what goes around, comes around and I take great pleasure at whatever my brain thinks will eventually happen to those rotten people. ;)

~Mel

Carrie's Mom (and damn proud of it) said...

I apologize for not being as sympathetic as I might have been while hearing the tales of these language-challenged individuals...but please keep in mind that, after working 2 years in a juvenile security facility, then 19 years in a high school, "ranting" (especially at me, the authority figure) seems rather par for the course. Still, I'm sorry that I didn't at least give you a hug! My head and chest are so full of concrete-like mucus that I may not be thinking straight - but keep this in mind in the future: yo'mama will beat up the next skanky-assed moron who makes her little girl cry!

Dana said...

What I find amazing it that these people who are quick to called people names have not yet recognized that they themselves are "skanky".

As far as being late, i think since back from maturnity leave (almost a year ago) I can count on one hand the times I have been to work on time!

Keep your head up girl.

Mete said...

Hello there! Reading and enjoying...

betsyl said...

i'm still here! i've changed my display name slightly after finding out that i am no longer the only betsy in the blogosphere, but i'm here!

Isabella said...

I am late also with the de-lurking week thing. I think it is a perk of being a mom to be late for these kinds of things. Hope your week is better!

--Kelly

Michelle said...

Very late, but I've been lurking with the best of them! We should get Julia and Peanut together sometime. :)

Beanie Baby said...

Hello! *waving*

Boysmom11 said...

Hi! Don't remember which blog I linked from months ago, but I have been popping in ever since. I certainly do not think you are a skanky ho. Sorry for the rough streak!!

notyourtypicalsouthernbelle said...

I'm too late for de-lurking week, but I just traveled over here via the Crazy-Hip Blog Mamas ring.

Shannon said...

*waves* Hello Carrie! I'm too late for de-lurking week too, but better than never and all that jazz. I'm loving the pictures of Peanut, she is truly exquisite. :) Shannon