Sunday, October 30
Tuesday, October 25
Certifiable
Originally, there were supposed to be 7 people in my department taking the exam. When Rita hit, it got rescheduled and most decided they would postpone it until next year. So, it was just me and a co-worker new to the blog whom we will call Condescending. Before the "re-org" we worked in different groups. Now, the two of us work in a new group together with people from another state. Condescending and I don't dislike each other, we just aren't real friendly either. Since I hate most of my co-workers, it makes sense that she would be irritating as well.
The test was difficult. Not so difficult it is impossible to pass, but difficult. After the test, some other random people we met that day agreed and on the flight back home, Condescending also said it was difficult. We even talked about which questions we were really unsure about. Monday at work, everyone wanted to know how it went (since they were too scared to take it) and I said, like before, it was difficult. Condescending actually told our co-workers it wasn't too bad. She even went so far as to say she was pretty confident about all of her answers. ALL OF HER ANSWERS. I don't know who I was talking to on the plane but apparently it wasn't her. I am going to laugh my ass off if the results come back and she didn't score too well.
Oh yes I can't forget. We took the elevator to the 3rd floor and as the elevators opened, there was a sign on the door that said "Quite Please. Testing in Progress." I almost laughed out loud.
The test was difficult. Not so difficult it is impossible to pass, but difficult. After the test, some other random people we met that day agreed and on the flight back home, Condescending also said it was difficult. We even talked about which questions we were really unsure about. Monday at work, everyone wanted to know how it went (since they were too scared to take it) and I said, like before, it was difficult. Condescending actually told our co-workers it wasn't too bad. She even went so far as to say she was pretty confident about all of her answers. ALL OF HER ANSWERS. I don't know who I was talking to on the plane but apparently it wasn't her. I am going to laugh my ass off if the results come back and she didn't score too well.
Oh yes I can't forget. We took the elevator to the 3rd floor and as the elevators opened, there was a sign on the door that said "Quite Please. Testing in Progress." I almost laughed out loud.
Sunday, October 23
What's so wrong with a spanking anyway?
Today I had 13 kids in my class and I was the only adult. I couldn't even get a teenager helper! I am starting to think this is a conspiracy to drive me crazy. If so, it is working. I am doubting if I am even good with kids (which is what everyone has always told me) or if I just have a difficult class. Last year, the director warned me about my class. Well if it is possible, this class is worse. I have not one, not two, not three, but four little boys and one little girl that don't like to follow directions. Not counting the girl that is deaf, whom I am unable to communicate with because I DON'T KNOW SIGN LANGUAGE. It is so bad I actually appreciate the tattle tail because I obviously can't be everywhere at once and I need his help.
I'll post about Houston tomorrow but in the mean time:
My California sister and family are now Washington-ans. I am the only one not there. I didn't mind right at first because my parents were calling me every day and constantly sending pictures. That has all stopped. My freaking family didn't even tell me that my niece got a new puppy. I feel so left out.
I'll post about Houston tomorrow but in the mean time:
My California sister and family are now Washington-ans. I am the only one not there. I didn't mind right at first because my parents were calling me every day and constantly sending pictures. That has all stopped. My freaking family didn't even tell me that my niece got a new puppy. I feel so left out.
Friday, October 21
Sunday, October 16
Weekly Quote
The light at the end of the tunnel could turn out to be the headlight of an oncoming train.
Friday, October 14
Muscle Transplant
A few weeks ago, I joined the Gym. I am sore every day. How is that even possible? I only workout twice a week. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. After a 10 hour day, I don't need Hot Body Trainer asking me where my note is because I want to leave kickboxing early. All I want right now is a freaking back massage. Is that so much to ask?
Monday, October 10
.54¢
Yesterday when I went to the big D for Wicked, I had it all planned out. (I never drive to Dallas.) How long it would take to get there. Factor in the traffic for the State Fair. Arrive early to deal with the parking. Print directions off the internet. Stop to fill up the ol' gas tank.
So I'm driving along, reviewing my directions (yes I'm, that girl) taking note of the highways I need to take. I see that 161 turns into President George Bush Turnpike . . . keep driving. See a huge sign that says TOLL TAG left. Ummm . . . what? Is this a toll road? The internet directions didn't say this was a toll road. It says turnpike, not tollway. How is this a toll road? I pull into a lane with an attendant and prove to a complete stranger how stupid I can be. The conversation went something like this:
Me: I'm sorry, I don't have any cash. Do you take checks?
Man: Yes.
Me: (digging out wallet from purse) Thank you, I'm sorry.
Man: (Blank Stare)
Me: (totally prepared to write a check for .75¢) Who do I make it payable to?
Man: NTTA.
Me: (opening checkbook, seeing that it is empty and remembering I am out of checks) Oh my gosh. I don't have any checks!
Man: You don't have any checks?
Me: (showing the man my empty checkbook) No, I'm sorry.
Man: Blank stare
Me: Do you take debit cards?
Man: (somewhat amused) No, we don't take debit cards.
Me: I didn't know this was a toll road. I am so sorry.
Man: Look around your car for some penny's or something.
Me: I don't keep change in my car, but I have .21¢ in my wallet.
Man: Blank stare
Me: I never come to Dallas!
Man: Just give me what you have and go through.
Me: Thank you. I am so sorry. I will know next time. I am so sorry.
Now everyone I know has said, "Why don't you keep change in your car?" Because I NEVER DRIVE TO DALLAS! I don't drive on any roads that require you to pay money, so why would I keep change in my car? Yes maybe normal people keep change in their cars for an emergency, but this is me. OCD me. Change in my car would not be spotless organized in such a way that it would be my car - me. Needless to say, I felt pretty stupid.
So I'm driving along, reviewing my directions (yes I'm, that girl) taking note of the highways I need to take. I see that 161 turns into President George Bush Turnpike . . . keep driving. See a huge sign that says TOLL TAG left. Ummm . . . what? Is this a toll road? The internet directions didn't say this was a toll road. It says turnpike, not tollway. How is this a toll road? I pull into a lane with an attendant and prove to a complete stranger how stupid I can be. The conversation went something like this:
Me: I'm sorry, I don't have any cash. Do you take checks?
Man: Yes.
Me: (digging out wallet from purse) Thank you, I'm sorry.
Man: (Blank Stare)
Me: (totally prepared to write a check for .75¢) Who do I make it payable to?
Man: NTTA.
Me: (opening checkbook, seeing that it is empty and remembering I am out of checks) Oh my gosh. I don't have any checks!
Man: You don't have any checks?
Me: (showing the man my empty checkbook) No, I'm sorry.
Man: Blank stare
Me: Do you take debit cards?
Man: (somewhat amused) No, we don't take debit cards.
Me: I didn't know this was a toll road. I am so sorry.
Man: Look around your car for some penny's or something.
Me: I don't keep change in my car, but I have .21¢ in my wallet.
Man: Blank stare
Me: I never come to Dallas!
Man: Just give me what you have and go through.
Me: Thank you. I am so sorry. I will know next time. I am so sorry.
Now everyone I know has said, "Why don't you keep change in your car?" Because I NEVER DRIVE TO DALLAS! I don't drive on any roads that require you to pay money, so why would I keep change in my car? Yes maybe normal people keep change in their cars for an emergency, but this is me. OCD me. Change in my car would not be spotless organized in such a way that it would be my car - me. Needless to say, I felt pretty stupid.
Sunday, October 9
The Ga is silent
I have been waiting for 6 months. Well consciously waiting for 6 months. Unconsciously, I have been waiting almost a year. Today I saw Wicked and it was just as good as I knew it would be. I could see this show 100 more times and not get tired of it. And I will be a three year old and not take off my Wicked baby tee for a week. : )
After the show, we took a stroll through the mighty State Fair of Texas. Just long enough for a corn dog, a beer and a ride on the bumper cars. I laughed so much, I was out of breath. A bag of Salt Water Taffy on the way out made today the best one I've had in a long time.
After the show, we took a stroll through the mighty State Fair of Texas. Just long enough for a corn dog, a beer and a ride on the bumper cars. I laughed so much, I was out of breath. A bag of Salt Water Taffy on the way out made today the best one I've had in a long time.
Weekly Quote
Why in the world is it always the third car back that is the first to see the light turn green?
Sunday, October 2
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