Girl, Interviewed

Today was my interview and I thought it went very well. The HR guy said it was up to the 2nd shift manager who sat in the interview. He didn't say much, just sat leaned back in his chair and read my application like a menu, eyes darting back and forth. I should know tomorrow.

Husband joined the Moose lodge Sunday. I can tell we are actually going to spend time here. The people are a lot more down to earth, instead of a bunch of stuck-up old codgers. I thought it spoke volumes about the club when friends and spouses were allowed to sit in on the induction ceremony. It wasn't some secret weirdness like other lodges.

Interview on Wednesday!

Yay! The letter of resume that I pulled out all the stops got me an interview Wednesday. Fingers and toes are crossed!

Happy Birthday Carrie

Just a little note here to say "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" to Carrie.

Carrie has taught me the most important skills coping with people:
"SOMETIMES YA GOTTA SMACK A HO".
Thanks, Carrie!

What the hell is a Mail Merge

Okay, say you have a letter you want to send a bunch of people, like your annual Christmas letter. You want to put everyone you know's name and address on it, perhaps even use their name in the body of the letter. Say you have a list of names and addresses in Word or Excel that you want to send these letters. Mail Merge does it for you. It's pretty easy once you are walked through it. Like I said, I could have used the knowledge two jobs ago. I'm starting to consider the idea of looking to South Bend for work. Egh.

STRESS defined

Stress: The confusion created when one's mind overrides the body's basic desire to throttle an individual who desperately deserves it.

Gettin' Schewled

A friend of mine signed up for a community enrichment class on how to learn Mail Merge with Windows XP. She can't go, her father in law is in the hospital and is in pretty bad shape, so she asked me if I wanted to go instead. It's all paid for, all I have to do is go. I could have used Mail Merge knowledge two jobs ago. It will make for nice resume filler now.

Winter blahs and bitchings

Aaaaaaaaggggghhh.
I am so sick of being cold. I jumped the gun when we had two days of warm weather and I put all of my heavy winter socks in the basement. I brought up a couple pair today. I'm tire of having cold hands and feet. I always think year after year this is the right time for a sunny vacation, because this time of year I'm at my wit's end with the weather. Usually end of March things start looking up.

I just wanted to write here to apologize to Carrie, who was thoughtful enough to ask me out to the bar on St. Patrick's. I, of course had to be the usual stick in the mud, and I'm sorry. You see, I don't mind karoke, but absolutely HATE country music. I can't make myself like it, I just can't. The next worst thing is country karoke, and that's all that was being sung Friday night. Wisdom teeth extraction is more fun to me than country karoke, at least I'm knocked out real good then. It's too bad because the bar is decent and the patrons are decent, just I got to be a pain in the ass.

I've written here about the art get-togethers I've attended. It's a small group of women, and we show our latest projects or have junk swaps. I've volunteered my house for the next one. Well now there's a big rift in the group and I'm stuck in the middle. The woman who usually leads these things has become a good friend of mine because we have the same sense of humor about stuff. Anyway my other friend with cancer was calling her up to 8 times a day. It got too much for her, and there was stuff revealed to her, and at one point even doubted the friend had cancer. Anyway she told friend with cancer to stop calling her. This sucks for me because I'm friends with both. I know my friend with cancer can use all the support she can get right now, but she can be very overbearing on certain people. And now the other person had too much. Now there is sneaking around planning the event at my house because friend with cancer has invited anybody and everybody interested. My front room can accomdate seven people. So I'm ticked off a little too, but not to the point of ending friendships. Man I hate this.

I ran my application out to another place on Monday. I pulled out all the stops in my letter. I hate the waiting. I filed for unemployment and today was my first day to call in. I would rather work in some obscure job where I didn't have to deal with people.

Unemployment, Uninterrupted

I didn't get the job, and oh well. I really thought it was something I would really like because it was really busy. With supervision! I'm tired of co-workers getting away with murder, and that's how I get into trouble, I open my mouth. Anyway now I can continue my job search for something with health insurance. At least the close proximity to that job will not compromise my private life. Someone told me I dodged a bullet, the person who's decision to hire people is an ass to work for. Well then!

Yesterday I cleaned the kitchen and washed the floor, and cleaned the bathroom. I really scrubbed the hell out of the tub surround. My vaccuum cleaner wasn't working for jack squat, and no wonder! The whole rotating brush on the bottom was jammed with mullet hair. So I took the bottom of the vac apart and cut all that crap out of there. Then later I tried using the attachment with the rotating brush. Same thing, except this was full of cat hair. So I had my face in the business-end of my vaccuum cleaner more than I care to, and today I'm paying for it. I can tell I snorted a cootie or two, and I got that constant tingle-before-a-sneeze in my left nostril and when it's not running, I'm sneezing. So I'm breaking out all the cold-preventing remedies today.

I filed for Unemployment a week ago, and I already got the papers asking the circumstance for my firing. There's a little more explanation when you check the "other" box online. It wasn't exactly insubordination. This is the part I forgot out from last year, and now I wish I filed a little sooner: With this written explantion, then they go to the employment agency to verify this, and they have some ungodly amount of time to do it. And wouldn't you know it, they take every bit of that time before they start sending your money. I think I did the calling in for a month and a half before they sent a check. That's a long time when you need money now!

This is no way to prepare for an interview!

I had an interview today for a medical file clerk position. It went really well, and I think the only way I won't get it is if someone with medical filing experience applies for the job. Usually before an interview I try to get the best quality sleep as possible. I would even take prescription medication to insure this. Anyway last night we had a wicked thunder and lightning storm. The dog started out okay, then by 3AM he paced the bed with EVERY lightning strike. The dog sleeps on the bed with me, so this made sleep impossible. I love my dog very much and give him all the medical attention he needs, but darn it I just wanted to strangle him last night. This morning I thought there wouldn't be enough under-eye makeup in the world for what I needed.

Can't they have an Oktoberfest in March?

I haven't been posting much because if I did it would go much like the following: Blah blah I'm so bored, I want to go back to work, I'm sleeping too much. Okay, I got that out of the way.

I really am in the mood to go out and celebrate and dance until I feel like I could puke. Too bad the local bars' St. Patrick's celebrations don't have dancing. St. Patrick's at our local dives is a good reason to STAY HOME. The cretins who stay home all year come out special for St. Patrick's. Hubby and I used to love to play pool at our local bars, and one year we had our fill of freaks for a lifetime. It all started with people being exceptionally obnoxious, hootin' and hollerin'. I'm sure it was the green beer. Those food dyes, man, just stay away. Anyway this guy brought his dad to get aired out. That was cool, expept the more they drank, the goofier they got. They had the table, so we just sat around and watched. Both of the guys had green tongues. Then the younger one decided he had too much chalk on his hands, so he LICKED the excess chalk off his palms. Now, those public-use pool sticks are in no way any shape to be eaten off of! The old guy thought it was funny, so he did it too! I was disgusting, both of them had these light green tongues. Then the old guy was getting kind of spunky, so as Shannon watched, he SHUFFLED up to my side until he violated my personal space and said very very impishly, "hi", and then shuffled back to the other side of the room. I mean, the dude had to been early 70's. Husband was cackling by now. It took him a long time to forget about that one. We'd be standing somewhere, then husband would shuffle right up next to me and go "hi" and shuffle away. I think that St. Pat's was on a full moon.

Last Friday our damn hot water in the tub would not shut off. It couldn't be the cold water, NOOO! It had to be the expensive gas-heated stuff. I called our usual plumber and he told me what I needed so I went to Home Depot Monday, and he came with another guy yesterday and put in the new handles, spout, and pipe running up to the shower head. I had them just put our old shower head back on, it's adjustable. Now we have water pressure to the shower! The old spout let half the water just run out while the shower was on. Now there is hot water to shave my legs! I'm in hog heaven now.

Well I have been looking at job web sites and I see I can apply to one of the printing locations for my ex employer. This place insisted on it's own staff running the machines, the person there from the employer just stayed on hand for maintenance issues. So I have a freshly printed out application that I'm sending out. That would be just the shit, to work at something I have experience in and have the benefits of working for that location. I'm getting my lucky pen out...

Thursday comedy at Czars

Carrie took me out for my birthday last night at Czars. It was better than the Funnybone because there were four comics instead of three, even though nobody laughed at the first guy because nobody could understand a damn thing he said. Carrie heckeled the last guy and it was funnier than hell. Everybody laughed, and the comedian laughed too. Way to go Carrie! The guy talked about fishing and knew our area was famous for fishing, and asked where's everyone's favorite spot to fish. "Red Lobster!". Later there was a band and the bass player was a finalist in that show where they wanted to find a lead singer for INXS. I have to admit I didn't watch the show. The dude, let's say had a face for radio, but he had an awesome voice.
Husband had his grillin' friend over tonite, so we ate good tonight. Steaks and ribs. I contributed by making baked potatoes in the toater oven. Last night the other guy that likes to cook, the one who "don't do dishes" cooked last night. He was warned that I had just clean the stove, and if he made a mess I was going to beat him. He didn't make no mess, and them were the best Philly steak sandwiches I ever had.
While the mens were grilling tonight I watched The Weatherman. Uh, if you are in good spirits and not depressed, do not watch this movie. You will be depressed by the end. I was looking to see why he started carrying his bow and arrow around and people not throwing shit at him for it. Ended up he moved to a different city, people didn't do that to him in New York like they did in Chicago. He carried his bow and arrow because he did target practice on his breaks, and that's it. It wasn't to shoot at whoever threw shit at him. The previews were deceiving. It was a sad and dreary movie.
Nothing much new and exciting here. I was going to gun it through a yellow light today when I saw a cop at the intersection stopped. I slammed on the brakes and slid for quite a ways. Cop didn't even look at me. Deodorant failed.