Random Thoughts

OMG. Haha. That title spoke the most to me, but I can totally see people being led astray on google searches. LOL. At least I can find amusement somewhere. This morning the clucking hens have already started. Apparently they are bitter about our newest full time person having to do more inventories. He was already doing some last year and the year before. Do my boss and I know more about inventory? Maybe we do, but how will he learn? Yes, he’s kind of a suck up, yes he does seem to talk and delegate more than working. Those are my issues with him and he is kind of a suck up, but he’s a nice kid. He’s pleasant, he shows up, he’s not a bitter old bitch. And he wants to know more. So WHY THE FUCK do we care if he’s doing more of the inventory stuff? I HATE inventory. I get all the shit inventories that are left over with the stupid managers who don’t understand fucking inventory. So I don’t give a shit if he takes it over. My luck, he won’t take it over and I’ll still get it ...

Was sitting and wondering what I even have to write about. My inane topics are fly by night, moment’s notice, on a whim….but I have so much HISTORY. I could write about my history. I really like the idea of keeping this blog up, it’s been there for me when I didn’t have an ear to talk to. The relative anonymity of the internet appeals to me. I’m no Dooce or anything like that. But I do like that after some breaks where I didn’t blog at all I can come back to it. Facebook is not so helpful, since I am friends with everyone from my boss to my mom. Meh. No amount of even pretend anonymity and I share so openly……people are probably like why? Why am I friends with this woman? And now it’s too late to unfriend her without it being awkward. Hell, I have those people myself. So I was thinking what of my history would be the best. I suppose all of it. I’m not trying to be Debbie downer today and I’m in a relatively good mood so we’ll stay away from the sexual abuse stuff….. My earl...

Today I hate everything and I want to cry. It wasn’t always this way. I woke up and knew it was going to be a rough day. But I decided to hell with it, I was gonna power through it. And that would’ve been fine, until it got rougher. And rougher. Culminating in my being blamed for hiring the last idiot we hired (even though it was not just me who hired him, like I have that power); and basically being told I should’ve obviously known better. That idiot has been gone for A LONG TIME NOW. So what does it matter who hired him? And why bring it up? Why so fucking bitter? Some days I hate my fellow accountants. They all seem so angry and bitter. The only person I work with who is an older woman who isn’t fucking bitter is because she’s too dumb to be bitter. I’m just fucking sad about life now. Two days off does not seem like enough time to recover and I only just got back from vacation. =( I don’t get it. Are all accountants this way? Do I try and wait these bitch...