Silly fool

April 30th, 2015, 5:46 PM by Goddess

Gotta love catching people in lies.

I never say anything.

But damn it, I know.

No wonder they surround themselves with dumb people and make it their personal mission to destroy the smart ones.

I used to think I’d rather play dumb than be dumb. But I’m beginning to think the latter are happier in their bliss …



Hump day (now with glasses on my face)

April 29th, 2015, 5:23 PM by Goddess

Wow my attempt at typing this while I ordered a bacon sandwich was pretty awful. (Although the sandwich was delicious.)

Let’s try this again.

***

Big things are happening today. 

And nobody else got the memo. 

I’m dodging just about everybody. Except the gal who helps me. She’s awesome.

I gave her some projects that she could choose to delegate. She said no. Faster to just do them herself.

I know the feeling.

Now I am avoiding people who trusted me.

What I need is for them to get the hint that was sent to them.

And I look like a twit in the meantime.

Unfortunately, I probably won’t lose that title for a long time to come even after clarity is reached.

A 9:30 exit is looking like a pipe dream. And now that I learned I have to be there before 8:30, well, fukkitbucket.



Stillness

April 29th, 2015, 9:37 AM by Goddess

So I’m sitting in the handbasket, with rocket fuel in the tank.

Someone’s standing nearby with a flamethrower.

And shit’s going to get real when they figure out how to use it.

I expect that will happen within the hour.

So I’m taking this final quiet moment to ponder something.

All I have to say is this.

I have plans at 9:30 p.m. Yes, a school night.

I’d better be on time, damn it.

Hope the handbasket is intact enough to get me there.



I can feel my IQ starting to recover

April 28th, 2015, 7:10 PM by Goddess

So we’re hiring. Four people, all told, this round. 

I extended the first offer tonight. 

Tomorrow, another. And two more projects to assign to two others to possibly hire at a later date. 

Mom said don’t hire anyone smart. Wouldn’t want them to outshine me. 

I said yeah, because THAT strategy works out so well.  I’d rather hire people who make me better than make me dumber. 

I’ve been delegating a bit to a great gal we picked up recently. Including being my anti-Anger Translator. 

And today she, the nicest person on earth, is like how do you deal with people who can’t follow simple instructions? 

And that’s why you keep hiring the smartest people you can find. So you don’t want to quit or to lose your prized people when they are ready to give up, too. 



Let’s try this a different way

April 28th, 2015, 8:17 AM by Goddess

This morning, I thought about someone who stresses me out very much. The one who held so much promise. The one who is now banished to the bowels of hell if they ever need a favor from me since they never served their intended purpose.

And I thought, this person will surprise me today. In a good way, of course — I have to qualify that kind of statement. Because, reasons.

I’ll have to report back if a miracle occurs. Or at least if head-scratching is kept to a minimum.



Could apply to any situation, really

April 27th, 2015, 11:27 AM by Goddess

Me: Remembers outstanding project.

Me: Hey friend, go ask so-and-so about such-and-such

Friend: They swear they are working on it and they are doing it X way.

Me: Groan

Friend: Yeah so I said well we really want it Y way.

Me: Love you

Friend: So, so-and-so said, “Yes, that’s exactly what I was going to say.”

Me: Groan

Friend: You hear that a lot?

Me: You could say.

Friend: I don’t get it. If you were going to say it, then say it first.

Me: Or do it.

Friend: That works too.



Scandal and vandals

April 26th, 2015, 9:10 AM by Goddess

I bought a five-day pass to a music festival that starts Wednesday. Too bad it’s going to be a psychotic week.

It’s been a psychotic weekend too.

Called the cops on the loud assholes upstairs. Told the landlord. The landlord told the HOA. The HOA told them to act right or eviction ahoy.

So it’s probably no coincidence that my car, that I haven’t moved since before I called the cops, has been vandalized.

I’m trying very, very hard to not lose my shit. But I went out yesterday and I could hear loud bickering in foreign languages, and I was ready to jump on people and beat them. Like, could it be the assholes upstairs?

I’ve spent my whole life correcting my family and friends when they decided to hate on a race or a nationality or their neighborhood or even their sun sign because of their past negative experiences. That doesn’t mean everyone who reminds you of them is a moron.

But I am starting to understand it. After you hire two people who turn out very similarly, let’s say, you draw parallels you didn’t want to draw. Fairly or unfairly. Generally, unfairly. But still.

And now that I have people probably screaming “death to the infidel downstairs” and tampering with my vehicle on top of it, you best fucking believe I don’t trust anyone who might be plotting my demise in front of me in a language I can’t understand.

Am I being overdramatic? Sure. Possibly. I just don’t function well when I’m angry part of the day, scared for another part and exhausted for all parts.

I’m just trying to look forward to this week’s festival, and I know Teh Crazy in the other part of my life stands to put a big dent in it.

All I can say is that a big giant yam fit is coming.



‘You are looking for something that isn’t here’

April 24th, 2015, 10:48 AM by Goddess

If you’ve ever tried to scan my 14-year archives (gah), you get the error message in the title of this post.

I think I need it emblazoned on a T-Shirt today.

Up all night thanks to screaming neighbors upstairs. I called the cops at 11:30 p.m.

They came. And went.

The neighbors stood outside and screamed at them for a half-hour, browbeating them into revealing who the “anonymous caller” is who brought them there.

They caved. I’m toast. They will find me. They guaranteed it.

You know, instead of SHUTTING THE FUCK UP and acknowledging you’re in a nice fucking building full of people who don’t need to hear your domestic violence.

They went right back to screaming and throwing shit till well into the wee hours of the night.

This is a huge day in my world. Not for any good reasons. I’m about to catch an absolute avalanche of stuff. And now that the crackheads have finally fallen asleep, I don’t know how to stay awake to do it all.

Glad I worked late last night. Not that I could come home and relax. But at least I got one “today” project done in advance.

Now if only I could stay awake long enough to do the rest.



Throat-Punch Thursday continues

April 23rd, 2015, 2:52 PM by Goddess

Somebunny continues to inspire awe. And not in a good way.

Honest to God, I can’t fabricate the stories I want so badly to tell.

But they are safe.

They will probably outlast me.

They suck.

Meanwhile those on the outbound train just sent me more to do.

Another late night.

And no one to share it with.



I’m losing IQ points just thinking about it

April 23rd, 2015, 6:52 AM by Goddess

Can’t wait to see what Somebunny has in store for me today.

I am starting to worry that I’m going to become violent.

Somebunny may put Throat-Punch Thursday to good use after all.

I can’t wait till I can write about it.

Lord please let it be sooner rather than later.