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Monday, July 24, 2006

Possession = Law * 9/10

So things fell through with that job offer (surprise surprise). They weren't able to budge anywhere from their previously mentioned offer, so I had to give up on them. Sad? Yes, but it is better to find out now that they aren't financial secure enough to pay the going rate for a job.

Oh, and did I mention that the evil crunt (ask my former boss for the meaning of that word) that used to work in my department (yes, used to) decided to pass along a rumor that she heard regarding my job offer to my BOSS. Yes, you read that correctly... even though she doesn't work in the department anymore, she decided to tell my boss that heard I was looking else where. My previously ball-less boss decides to ask me about this this a.m. I just told him the readers digest condensed version: "I was approached by another company; they made an offer; I did not accept that offer."

I also told eunuch-esque boss that it was none of the crunt's business what I did and that I found it highly unethical and even harrassing that she would take it upon herself to pass along hearsay to my supervisor.

Oh, and then he decides to tell me that the Big Bad Bitch (his boss) has decided that she wants my monitor. You see, everyone in the department except her and the Eunuch have flat-panel monitors. She has decided to covet my monitor, because she feels that she should have one. Is it due to the fact that she needs one because of space? No. Is it because her's is going bad? No. It's just some childish little thing that makes her angry because someone under her dare have something better.

Do I need a flat panel? Actually, yes, yes I do. My monitor is sitting in a place where there isn't enough room for a standard CRT monitor. Could I move said monitor? yes, but then I would not be comfortable. I would also be forced to have someone sitting behind me able to read over my shoulder all day. Do I appreciate this? Nope.

That brings up another beef. I heard my boss telling FNG that we would be moving in a month to our new digs. I almost spit out my non-fat vanilla latte. What? You're still telling that lie?? You told me that 10 months ago! So now I have FNG sitting directly behind me, which really drives me nuts.

As you can see from the diagram to the right (inspired by the artwork of the great Honey K-Vinci). The BBB has her monitor in the strategic "corner" section of her desk...so it fits perfectly. I, on the other hand, have mine in a place so that people aren't walking up to me and surprising me. So, I have a feeling I'm going to have to dig in my heels. If the Eunuch pushes things, then I will just have to tell him that I am not doing anything until I can talk to the VP about this new level of immaturity. I want to hear from BBB in front her boss as to why this is absolutely necessary. Especially after a second person under BBB has given notice this week. :)

Let's see what happens.


At 7/25/2006 12:57 AM, Blogger honeykbee's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

hee hee, i love my new nickname! And the diagram! Awesome!!

keep fighting the good fight, McQ. No one does it quite like you. *hugs*

At 7/25/2006 4:11 AM, Blogger Amanda's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

How could you...how COULD you?!?! I was all ready to go to bed...but Hangman is there. Just waiting to be solved. The blanks taunt me. Just one more game, they say. There's a word all lined up for you. Don't you want to know what it is? Come on, how long could one more game take?

I think they should start using verification words. Like txgyws, which I think is the latin name for foot fungus.

At 7/26/2006 1:34 PM, Anonymous jiggabeandc's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

I want my name like CINDI!


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