Well that was kind of a waste

Just got back from the dum dum de dum “SIGNING” which could easily have been done via fax and telephone. But on the positive side I got to enjoy the big boss and his slightly dark sense of humor.
The letter is simply a formalization of what I already knew. The official layoff date is the 29th and well … there’s nothing much going on in terms of other projects so…. I’m going to be out the door on the 29th. Ok good NEXT!

Then I took a nice drive with the top down, along Pacific Coast Highway and enjoyed the ocean and sun.

Coming home my car posted a NEW message which has resulted in an appointment with the dealership tomorrow morning.
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This can’t be good!

On the plus side maybe now they will be able to track down and solve the issue that I’ve been feeling in my ass when I’m driving. I AM NOT YOUR GRANNIE when it comes to driving and I drive a performance car because 1) I love pissing off and then smoking Priuses and 2) I like driving on open freeways and having fun.

I’m glad it happened today and not while I was flying up the coast 1000 miles from home.

Well ask and ye shall receive!

 

Apparently the Doofusses at work have finally figured out who, how and when they want to lay us off.

So at the drop of a hat they want me to drive 160 miles round trip to pick up an “official” notice letter. Uhhhh Nope! Not interested in making that drive just to pick a letter up.

As far as I’m concerned, they can and should mail it registered letter to my home address. That way they have proof that I did in fact receive the letter and information about the layoff.

Unfortunately I have a couple of appointments today and those are far more important to my world than making that LA run.

I’ll pick this thing up at my convenience. If I work it right I can do it at the same time I turn in my company computer and badge.

A busy day running around

 

Yesterday I had to go to the Long Beach. The drive wasn’t as bad as it could have been. And the drive home wasn’t all that bad either.

People are still doing stupid things on the road but it’s not nearly as irritating to me as it used to be. It’s amazing what NOT having to put up with LA traffic Day in and Day out will do for your attitude.

I noticed the other morning that I was smiling for no damn reason. In fact I couldn’t seem to wipe the smile off my face. I’m much happier today than I was say, 4 weeks ago.


AND in the foot in my mouth department….

I’m sitting in the eye doctors office. One of the nice ladies asks why I’m here, I say I’m having a problem with a trial set of contacts. She asks if I have an appointment I say yes. She looks at me quizzically and then at her book and says “wow you’re  really early”.

I say well it’s better for me to be early than late and demanding to be seen.

OOOOPPPPS..

There’s a dude sitting in the waiting area that did EXACTLY THAT! I’m getting the stink eye from him but that only tells me he’s very aware he’s in the wrong.

Ahhh I can’t help it sometimes… Being an asshole comes SOOO NATURALLY to me! Sometimes I don’t even know I’m being an ass.

Judging by the overheard phone conversations this guy is chronically having HE’S GOT PROBLEMS even without whatever problems he’s got with his eyes. I know way more about his personal & business life than I should.

Considering that he was practically yelling into his phone, and I could hear the other side of the conversation From the phone pressed to his ear. I think that in addition to needing help with his glasses, he probably needs either a new phone, or a hearing aid. Possibly both.


It’s grey and overcast on the coast. But further inland it’s sunny and pretty. All the more reason to smile, here at home it’s beautiful and while there is yet stuff to do in the yard and around the house I’m in such a good place I find myself smiling more often than not.

It’s amazing how much being really stressed and unhappy at work can affect your outlook on EVERYTHING!

I’m wondering how long it’s going to take the dofusses at work to actually send out the paperwork telling me when I’m really going to be laid off. Thus far they haven’t been able to actually decide on a layoff list much less when it’s going to happen.

Just a few weeks ago this would have driven me to a frothing rage. Now it’s like whatever, whenever, I just don’t care.

Until they actually tell me with a letter or something  I guess I keep turning in a time card.