Still thinking about the old workplace

Lately I’ve been getting a good handful of people who have been showing their appreciation for all that I do. My job isn’t at all that difficult actually; the hardest part is keeping more than one person happy simultaneously, almost like babysitting. But at my last job, I was nothing more than a female (they couldn’t drop the fact that I was a minority, too) that was to do whatever they demanded of me. My opinions never mattered. They could’ve cared less about my past experience and expertise. What’s even more amazing was that these two people were department heads and neither of them knew what the hell they were doing. My old boss didn’t even know how to do an email attachment! The other department head had other people doing the job they should’ve been doing. Coincidentally, they both had the tendency to freely admit that they weren’t attuned to company policies and procedures. When we got audited, I was told, in short to cover their asses. Had it not been for the money, I would’ve blown their cover. These people, as well as the company as a whole, were the most inconsiderable and fucked up people I’ve ever worked with. All they cared about were themselves and money. It was most befitting of the industry – it was connected to properties, I’ll leave it as that. Rude, greedy, self-centered, and hypocritical and a bunch of liars... oh yeah, two-faced, can’t forget that. I think that one of them was even a lush! I’m slapping a 10 on these people… they actually need to be carried away in loony wagons.

Leona Helmsley cares more about her dog than her grandchildren!

Yes, you heard it right folks. Leona Helmsley left her dog, conveniently named “Trouble,” a whopping $12 Mil in her will. What in dog’s hell is a dog going to do with $12 million? Wear a Versace™ purse around its neck, or a Tiffany™ diamond-studded collar? In addition to this, she left an unknown amount, said to be millions, to her brother Alvin Rosenthal who is also in charge of taking care of Trouble. Two out of four of her grandchildren from her son Jay Panzirer will be getting a said amount of $5 Mil with the condition that they visit their father’s grave “once each calendar year.” If they don’t they can kiss the money good-bye. Well that sounds pretty simple doesn’t it? The other two grand children get nothing for “reasons that are known to them” as she stated in her will. I’m sorry, but, how many times did she see “Mommie Dearest” (Faye Dunaway)? Talk about being a copycat! “NO…WIRE HANGERS!” I slap a 10 on this one. Leona, honey, you can buy several tribes with $12 Mil. But Trouble will only live up to its name… best thing it can do is collect milk bones and try to bury them next to its master’s grave.

Peace shattered on the bus

Typically, my bus ride to work is relatively peaceful. Everyone is polite – no pushing or shoving, always saying “excuse me” or “thank you.” Two bus stops after mine, this White girl, wearing skin-tight black pants and a white shirt gets on. She was talking on her pink RAZR™, and I don’t mean just talking into the phone, but to everyone on the bus. I mean she got heads to turn. I had my headphones to my MP3 player near maximum volume, and I could still hear her! The poor girl next to her had been napping prior to her entry onto the bus… and of course, she had to sit right next to her! She felt the need to let everyone in on her conversation. From what I could pick up, she was talking to someone who wanted to move out of their current residence before their lease was up. She talked so much that I think 90% of her conversation was with herself. Her voice carried right through my Noise Cancellation headphones like a knife through butter. She had the most nasal voice, kept using hand gestures that would continuously bump into her napping neighbor, who, might I add, opened her eyes on several occasions and would appear ready to beat the crap out of her. When she finally got off the phone, you could hear a heavy sigh of relief throughout the bus, including the driver. She was definitely a 10… I needed the Whaaaambulance to pick her ass up in a bad way.