And Here We Go Again

Well here I am Monday morning back at work after a very refreshing week end off. Come in do my usual routine , yadda yadda yadda. 8:30 rolls around a friend of mine gives me a call to tell me that she's sorry she didn't stop by the office on Friday, then I hear "The Warden" at the top of the staris, she standing up there spying on me as she usually does, she can plainly see that I am on the phone, but as far a s she knows, it cold be anybody, but she still bellows out "*Regan turn on the lights!" So I pretty much hang up on my friend. She comes down the stairs and I make a casual comment that it's harder to notice if the lights are on or not when it's lighter in the mornings. All she can say back is that I'm going to have to make a list of the things I have to do in the mornings if I'm going to keep forgetting. AAARRRRGGGHHH!!! Because I forget ALL the time????? I've been here at this job for over a year and a half, I think I know what I'm doing. She really needs to realize that we are all human and are prone to a fewe mistakes every once in awhile and she shouldn't make us feel like an idiot every time something minor happens. It's amazing how she manages to ruin my mood for the entire day almost every day. And yes I know I shouldn't let her get to me like this, but it's so hard when it keeps on happening.

BTW - *Regan, is not my real name, my real name is Reagan, but for some reason she insists on calling me Regan, she has never bothered to learn the correct pronounciation of my name. What a super boss....not.

Good Grief.....

So I got up this morning thinking TGIF, I feel great it's Friday! Get to work on time everyone seems to be in good spirits. Then "the Warden" comes down the stairs..... Of course I say my usual "Good Morning" and she does her usual barely aknowleding my presence type good morning in response. She has the look on her face that you know means she's on a mission. I hear her making her way around the office questioning various people about the coffee that was ordered to refill our coffee machine this week, apparently some one ordered the wrong coffee and it's slightly more expensive than our usual. OH MY GOD NOOOOOO!!!!! How can an oil company possibly afford this?????!!!!! So she finsihes making her "rounds" and her cross esaminations and she's on her way back up the stairs. She stops, turns to me and asks me "So why are we paying this much for coffee?" in her usual accusitory tone. I said "I have no idea but that does sound like a lot for coffee". To which she replies "Oh so you wouldn't know anything about it then?' again in a very accusitory tone. I just smiled and shook my head, when what I really wanted to do was flip her the bird and tell her to sit and spin!!!! With a dissatisfied look on her face she stomps back up the stairs. I have absolutly nothing to do with ordering any f--ing coffee!! GOD!!! Thanks for ruining my Friday!!

This is just one of many BS situations I have to deal with in this office. I will catch you all up on what exactly I'm ranting about on this blog in another post. For now, TGIF even more than ever, and I'll be hitting the bar tonight :).