Oh the IRONY of it all...

Yesterday my boss made a statement that nearly made me choke on the air I was breathing. He had the audacity to be upset about some boxes of paper that were not shredded. His exact words were:

"I was so embarrassed to let _____ walk back here and see this sh*t. Our professionalism is under a scope right now. It's seriously being questioned. Shred this fu*kin paper by the end of the day if you have to do the sh*t yourself. *looks at empty boxes* and what the fu*k is this sh*t? Get this sh*t outta HERE!"

I was like DUDE are you serious? You just used every curse word known to man and then you say 'our' professionalism is being questioned. DUH! Are you surprised that folks are starting to question your professionalism? I want him to really THINK about what he said. b/c there is no way he can't understand it. NO way at all. If'n I was on the outside lookin in I'd think this place was as professional as a roach hotel. *frown* (and even they have their stuff together) Sometimes I really can't believe the stuff that goes on here. Here's a hint... PAY THE PEOPLE YOU OWE, DO THE THINGS YOU SAY, & STOP BEING SO UBBER GHETTO AND YOU MAY GET ONE POINT BACK UNDER THE PROFESSIONALISM CATEGORY. OKKKAAAAYYY!?!?!?!?!?!?!

***MOVING ON***

Today, I just have to thank God for who I've become. I've really been able to dismiss somethings and move on and it feels good. Granted, I'm still a work in progress but I'm better than I used to be, and that's all that matters. I'm ok with slow progression as long as I'm moving forward. It kinda reminds me of Kirk Franklin's song "Imagine Me" where he says:


This song is dedicated to people like me, those that struggle with insecurities, acceptance and even self esteem, you never felt good enough, you never felt pretty enough but imagine God whispering in your ear letting you know that everything that has happened is now.

Gone, Gone, Its’ Gone, All Gone


It’s All Gone. Every Sin, Every Mistake, Every Failure Its’ All Gone!
Depression Gone By Faith It’s Gone
Low Self Esteem, Hallelujah Its Gone, All Gone,
It’s Gone All My Scars All My Pain It’s In The Past , Its’ Yesterday Its’ All Gone Can’t Believe Its’ Gone What Your Mother Did, What your Father Did, Hallelujah Its’ Gone All Gone

That song really made me believe that I already knew to be true. Now that I believe that it's all gone I have been living life to the fullest and taking advantage of every opportunity given to me. For those of you that know me...you know that friendly (to strangers) isn't really in my vocabulary (or wasn't) but now I find myself being happy for no other reason than I woke up that morning. I find myself telling people to have a blessed day when they act foolish towards me. Now don't get me wrong...I'm not a convert (complete) b/c I will straight snap if'n I need to. For example we have two printers and one has MICR'd ink in it (the kind of ink checks are printed with) the general rule is we ONLY print checks on this printer b/c the ink is too expensive to print just regular jobs on it. Well my checks are different from everyone else's so I have to put my checks in the printer every time I get ready to print some. Well lately I've been leaving them in the tray b/c my program only will pull from the tray that I put them in (the only other thing that pulls from that tray is if you print something regular). Low and behold my co worker's lazy a*s wont change the printer so that it prints on the right printer. Well the other day he printed something and quite naturally it printed on my check paper. He said you shouldn't leave checks right here, I said you shouldn't print on this printer. He huffed and walked out. Yesterday he did the very same thing and said "Why do you leave these checks in here?" I said "Why do you constantly print things to the top printer when you know you aren't supposed to? Lazy much?" He said "F you" and stormed out. LOL (that wasn't quite a snap but you know what I mean)

Speaking of co workers...why did one of them decide to tell me about her sexcapade? I mean I'm open to listen to anything you have to say but the visual made me sick. I'm sure my face told the story of what my mind was screaming...and I'm genuinely sorry, but I was grossed the hell out. Seriously. Jesus take HER wheel and drive her anywhere by my office the next time she feels the sharing spirit.

Speaking of spirit. Thank GOD for the nursery ministry at church. The nursery wasn't open (I assume) at church on Wednesday and being in the sanctuary with two kids is about an sensible is driving backwards down 1-285 in the dark with no head or tail lights. I heard NOT a word the Pastor said b/c my son was sleepy...and you know how babies are when they are sleepy. They do anything BUT go to sleep. He wanted to play roll fan dance sing talk whine coo cry eat and so one and so forth. Then my daughter wanted to talk throw things stand up when it was time to sit down sit down when it was time to stand up and so on and so forth. I was so frustrated by the end of service I thought I would jump. I told hubby that if the nursery isn't open then we may as well go back home b/c I can't deal. It was so pointless being at church Wednesday. Anyhow...I've blabbed enough...

G'day folks

Lady Doss