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August 17, 2009 at 9:06 am · Filed under Daily, Emerson Hart, General, Photography, celebrity, concerts, work
Not sure anyone but the spammers still visit the site, but oh well. Going to try and start it back up. No more politics here though, created a different blog for that.
Anyway, since we last chatted, I FINALLY met Emerson Hart…twice! The first time was by sheer luck. I checked my email that morning and it so happened Tonic was playing a show in town that day. Was able to get a photo pass the very last minute and when I chickened out on going up to him, I paid my son $5 to bring him over. He was absolutely fantastic. The second time was just a couple of weeks ago in Raleigh. Confessed to him about what I had been doing on this site (which he knew about) and he loved it. Adore him.
Let’s see…what else. Oh, I am now unemployed. Long story I’d rather not get into. But I’ve got to take the summer off with Eli and just hang out. Hoping to go back to work in October. Turned 32 yesterday, but didn’t do anything special. Oh, and I’m having gastric bypass on the 27th. Yep. Big changes.
Anyway, that’s all for now. I promise to check in more regularly!
Also going to be on The Rock Boat X in January! YAY! Been active with photography. Finally selling some prints and charging for fashion sessions.
February 22, 2008 at 5:09 pm · Filed under General, Music, Photography, work
To answer every-one’s question, yes. The Saint Bernard excuse was real. One of my employees called in Tuesday and said she was “ran over by a Saint Bernard”. When asked to elaborate she said she had been at the dog park and that when she was tending to her dog and St. Bernard hit her in the knee and she was too sore to come in. Strange, but true!
About the employee that I didn’t want rehired, well she got rehired. She is going to be working from home (shouldn’t that be be a privilege?) and here’s the real kicker; he (our director) still hasn’t told me! I was told by another employee that use to be friends with the problem one. Oh well, she’s not in my office and soon our director will again see why she was let go. Hopefully.
Anyway, my search for employment continues. I sent my resume to an entertainment company here in Richmond and I posted it on the major job search sites. Again, hopefully.
Did here back from a couple of bands today about doing photography at their shows. Looks like I will be shoot Grace Potter and The Nocturnals and The Anti-Flag show featuring The Street Dogs. YAY! I love The Street Dogs. Also getting a little more access to one of my favorite bands in May…wonder who that could be?!?! hmmmm
February 21, 2008 at 5:13 pm · Filed under Daily, work
Greatest excuse to miss work I’ve ever heard:
“Sorry I can’t come in today, I got hit by a Saint Bernard.”
Although, I would like to use “Sorry I can’t come in today. We got a little kinky lsat night and I can barely walk, let alone sit down!”
February 20, 2008 at 4:26 pm · Filed under General, work
I’m officially job hunting. I’ve been looking here and there, but nothing too serious until now. I am came dangerously close to walking out of my job today, so it’s time to call it done and move on…I think.
What happened? Well, first some back story. I took over a supervisor in June and had a crew of, well, some were heathens. Not really, but we had some colorful people. One in particular was troubling. She routinely came in intoxicated…well, when she came in. She was a no call no show most of the time. She missed weeks at a time and then walk in like she owned the place.
She wasn’t always like this; she use to be a star employee. But, with our “relaxed” policy and lack of rule enforcement, this girl walked all over the organization and it’s employees. When I took over she promised she would change, but never did. Being a neutered supervisor, there wasn’t much I could do. So after missing more than 3 weeks worth of work and telling other employees I wasn’t her supervisor, she came back and proceeded to ignore everyone. After a long battle with the director, I convinced him to let her go. Can you believe I actually had to battle to get her fired? Anyway, I was going to release her at the end of her day, but he decided he would do it and do it immediately.
Being overjoyed about not having to terminate a bitchy employee, I waited for the show down. I saw her go into his office and then later come out, collect her things and leave. Ahhh…she was finally gone.
Not so fast! My director stopped me in the hall later to tell me that he hadn’t let her go. That he said for her to take the day off and then call me at home that night and plead her case to me. Seriously? I should have quit then, but I was a fool.
So that night I politely let her go over the phone. It was anti-climactic and thandkully very short. The next few day at the office were tense, but I was glad I stood up for myself and what I knew to be best of the organization.
Cut to today…I go into his office to learn she has called to beg for her job back. You see, I knew this was coming. She’s friends with another employee who forewarned me that the past employee had lost her most recent job (same reasons) and was looking to come back. Something about taking my position over and that kind of bullshit.
Anyway, the call came and he bought her sad sob story. Here is my director trying to rationalize to me why we should bring this employee back. I kept saying “I’m sorry, but no”. Finally I said that I wasn’t sorry for my thoughts on it and I wasn’t budging…if he wanted her to work for our organization she could work from home. He said he didn’t trust her to do that and wanted to keep an on her in the office. So yeah, I gave the ultimatum… she comes back, I’m gone. I meant it. Still do
So there it is. I don’t know what’s going on right now, but as for me, I am seeking new employment. Know anything good in the Richmond area?
February 12, 2008 at 8:58 pm · Filed under Daily, General, Politics, work
So today I learned that there are people out there who have no idea who Jim Jones was. Did they not see Jonestown: Paradise Lost? Why am I concerned?
I’m at work today talking about my giddiness about voting for Obama and I said that I went to his rally and drank the Kool-Aide. Little did I know that this is also a racial reference. Do what? So seeing as I was telling an African American co-worker and it was about Obama, he was a little taken back…but he knew better seeing it was me. So I showed him the Jamestown stuff and tonight to my amazement, my husband educated me on the racial side of it. Who knew?!?! What got me more was there were other workers there who had no idea where “drinking the Kook-Aide” came from. Really, more people need to learn about Jim Jones.
In other news, Obama is kicking ass. I voted for him…it was a great feeling. GOBAMA!
February 7, 2008 at 4:49 pm · Filed under Daily, Tales from the Office, work
Remember this conversation from my first Tales from the Office?
(after taking a letter of termination to the mailbox)
Me: Shit! I forgot to sign it!
Tiffany: You better go get it.
Me: Do I have to?
Tiffany: It’s not official if you don’t sign it.
Me: Fuck!
(goes to the mailbox to get letter.)
Me: (while signing letter) PS. your shit canned.
(mails letter and is sitting in office working quietly for 10 minutes)
Tiffany: You really didn’t sign it “your shit canned” did you?
Well, here’s part II.
(I’m talking on the phone to a donor as Tiffany brings in the envelope that I mailed to terminate Brenda. The enveloped is marked “No Such Street Exists. I hang up after conversation)
Me: You’re fucking kidding me! That bitch won’t die! I cannot believe she made up an address
(takes envelope from Tiffany as she laughs; we both walk back to her office)
Me: That’s the address; is Duffson Street even real?
(Michael over hears us)
Michael: That’s a real street.
Tiffany: Open the envelope and look at her check (her last check was enclosed)
(opens envelope and looks and both addy’s)
Me: They’re the same!
(I throw both pieces down and slump into the nearest chair cursing loudly)
Tiffany: Um Angel? You wrote the wrong city you dumbass!
(yes, we work in one city and live in another, I am a fucking retard!)
February 5, 2008 at 7:25 pm · Filed under Tales from the Office, work
I work for a very small not for profit as a supervisor. On a good day, we may have 10 people in our office, each with unique personalities. We are mostly a liberal group, but we have a couple of conservatives and even a religious zealot from time to time. A couple of single moms (one who thinks she’s owed everything), a 50-something woman with an odd odor and poor bathroom hygiene….oh the list goes on and on. Anyway, tonight will be the first (and maybe only) post about the classic moments in our office.
* Names are changed to protect the guilty. Conversations are transcribed to the best of my memory.
After finding fecal matter (poo) on the back of the ladies room toilet…the second time that day (Friday).
Me: You need to go in and clean the toilet and go home.
Her: Are you firing me?
Me? Janice! Did I say you were fired? Go in and do what I ask and go home…come back next week.
Her: But am I fired. I think you’re firing me.
Me: Are you listening to me, you’re not being fired. Do you understand why I’m upset? This is twice today!
Her: But it wasn’t that bad! (pause) Are you going to fire me?
Me: No, but if you keep on with this insubordination, there will be more consequences. Now, do what I ask and go home.
Her: I’m scared, am I being fired.
Me: (angry) No! You need to get out of my office, clean your mess and leave the building or I will have security escort you out. (we don’t even have security)
Her: That’s never happened to me before.
*****
Alice on the phone: Hello, this is Alice from Vagina’s for….I mean Virginian’s.
*****
Stacey on the phone: You didn’t get the email we sent? Hmm. Sometimes they get stuck in your sperm filter. Did you check there?
*****
Me (while on hold): I have a paper cut.
Tanya (while on hold, grabs my finger with paper cut and touches it to her paper cut): (demented voice)Oooh. We’re blood brothers.
On the other end of Tanya’s phone: (secretary) Hello? What?
****
Me: You know, I think I can Frankenstein some of these bad chairs together and get a couple of good chairs out of it.
Tiffany: Go for it.
40 minutes later and 4 chairs torn apart and scattered through the office and parts not fitting.
Me: Shit. This isn’t working the way I thought it would.
Tiffany: And to think it’s only Tuesday. What ideas are you going to have for yourself by Friday!
****
(after taking a letter of termination to the mailbox)
Me: Shit! I forgot to sign it!
Tiffany: You better go get it.
Me: Do I have to?
Tiffany: It’s not official if you don’t sign it.
Me: Fuck!
(goes to the mailbox to get letter.)
Me: (while signing letter) PS. your shit canned.
(mails letter and is sitting in office working quietly for 10 minutes)
Tiffany: You really didn’t sign it “your shit canned” did you?
****
(while glue sticking envelopes shut)
Me: Shit! Did it again.
Tiffany: Glued the letters to the table.
Me: Huh? Nope.
(turns around and shows Tiffany her fingers stuck together)
Tiffany: Ohhhh!
****
Me: John? Can Tiffany and I drink Margarita’s for lunch?
John: I don’t care.
Me: Really?
(John ignores me and goes back to his office)
Tiffany: Cool!
Me: We need the Margaritarator!
Tiffany: YES!
(both run to John’s office)
Me and Tiffany: Can we buy a Margaritarator for the office?
John: Just don’t drink and drive please.
(yes, he was serious)
****
(talking to Tiffany and I about the news that an employee was seen with track marks)
John: Drugs are bad. You shouldn’t do drugs. What is she thinking. Drugs are bad. Well, not pot. I don’t care if you do pot. Just don’t do it at work.
****
(After having a conversation with a very nice donor that accidentally donated twice)
John: Did you straighten everything out with Donor A?
Me: Yep. Told him he was a dumbass and to go fuck himself.
John: (laughing) What did you really say?
Me: I also said go to hell.
(I walk off…several minutes pass….John walks in the room looking worried)
John: You really didn’t say those things did you?
****
(me firing an employee who has been on notice for over a month)
Me: Nancy, I’m afraid we’re going to have to let you go. Your production is not up to standards. You can have til the end of the week, but then we’ll have to let you go.
Nancy: Oh. I didn’t see this coming. Are you sure?
Me: Yes. I’ve made you aware of your production. John is being generous and giving you a week to stay while you find another job…if you like.
Nancy: Well how about this? Can I work part time from now on?
Me. You can work whatever hours you want between now and Friday. Friday is your last day.
Nancy: So moving to part time will not save my job?
Me: No.
Nancy: How about this? Can I work part time for four months while I look?
Me: What? No! You have til Friday. Friday! There is no negotiations on this, you’re fired.
Nancy: You mean I’m losing my job?
