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the Pepsi man

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Ya know, I said the last place I’d ever meet a man is at my place of work.

Well… I think I was wrong.

Recently, well the last 6 months or so the Pepsi man has started flirting with me.  Time before last when he was there I was standing up at the front desk and he walked up and stood very close behind me.  I think we both felt it.  He really shouldn’t breathe on the back of my neck like that!!

Then friday when he was there he came in right before lunch and loaded the machine and he was back in the back office talking to the supervisor.  By the time I got clocked out and to the front door he was right behind the other girl that goes to lunch at the same time and he walked out with me.

Everybody in the office is aware that he is flirting with me.  Well most everybody anyway.  The woman that’s my best friend in the office (and out) said he barely even says hello to her and he walks right past her desk and he talks to the supervisor but he flirts with me.  One of the other girls that goes out on break at the same time as I do said something about they have actually discussed the way he flirts with me!!  LOL

Hopefully before too much longer he’ll get brave enough to ask me out.

 

 

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it’s been a while

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I didn’t realize it had been so long since I posted something.

I think I’m going to lose Danny.  He is the new guy I met last year in January.  I’ve seen him several times over the last year and a half.  He’s been offered a better paying job with a lot less travel and he’s not sure he’ll get to keep this area.  I should get to see him one more time in August.

I got my tattoo in November.  I’m really happy with it.  Andy’s name is not hidden though.  He was kind of unhappy about that to start with but after we talked about it, he understood why and he is okay with it.  He’ll like it when he sees it though.

There’s a very good chance Andy’s job is going to bring him close in the next 6 months or so.  I ran across a web site that had a news release about the job he is currently doing and one of the sites listed is only 5 hours from here.  We have our fingers crossed he’ll get to do that job site.  He’s been to 3 out of the 6 listed so far.

I have met a fairly local guy.  His name is Steve and he farms.  He’s really fun to fuck.  He’s quite good.  And he’s a fun person too.  But honestly, a fun fuck is all he’s ever going to be.  He’s kind of an ass really. (my guess is that’s why he’s divorced) LOL, it’s amusing mostly because I don’t have to put up with him every day!!!  He’ll be here until after Christmas and then he’ll go to Arizona for the winter.  I took a vacation the last week of December and that’s when I met him.  He hunted me up as soon as he got back in April.

There have been a couple of other guys over the last year.  I laughed at one of them.  Seriously out loud laughed.  I’ll have to tell about that one by its self. One of them is a really sweet guy but he is quite a bit younger.  I think there were a couple more but apparently they weren’t memorable.

Work is well, work.  I’ve gotten a couple of raises over the last year.  I do a lot more now too.  I’m the sub for the supervisor when she takes time off.  I’ve lost track of how many people have come and gone over the last year.  Honestly, if the supervisor wasn’t such a bitch to people, we wouldn’t have nearly the turnover we do.  I don’t think she understands just how much the turnovers cost the company.  There really are better ways to tell people they aren’t doing something the right way!!!

I am actually going to pay off the washer, dryer, dishwasher and refrigerator I no longer own this year!!  Yay me!!

And then there’s SfB.  He does his best to hide from me.  He actually turns his head and looks the other way if he sees me in traffic!!  LOL  What a chicken shit piece of shit.  He found some fat chick to take him in.  He always ranted and raved about how “if you ever get like that, I’ll leave”.  The irony.  He actually lived across the street from my building most of last summer before he found somebody to take care of his sorry ass.  I did get the $200 for storage out of him finally and got all of his shit out of my storage unit.  My kid hauled it for him and it took two trips.

Until next time.

 

 

 

talk, talk, talk

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<sigh>  You would think a girl could get laid once in a while.  You’d be wrong.  I’ve talked to a whole lot of men and even made a date.  He didn’t show up and the other 3 or 4 I’ve talked to just can’t make a date for one reason or another.  Time is about to run out until after the middle of February.  I think I start next week working 6 days a week and then the week after it’ll be at least 14 days before I get a day off.  I’ll be too tired to get laid.

I decided I’m going to get another tattoo.  I’m going to get a broken heart over a feather.  I’ll have Andy’s name worked into the feather along the spine.  The crack on the heart only goes about half way down and it has a drop of blood coming off the tip.  Or maybe I’ll have him make it blue for a teardrop.  He did “leave me with eyes that cry.”

work, work, work

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And no time for anything else!!  The kitchen is a wreck and it’ll stay that way until sunday.  I’ll clean the kitchen and do laundry then.  I work from 8 to 9 today and tomorrow and then we have a tax meeting saturday from 9 to 4.  It’s over in Dodge and I’m one of the ones driving.  We have to be at the office here by 7:45 so we can carpool over there.  At least the food will be decent this time.  Usually we end up with Papa Johns pizza.  Yuck.  But he couldn’t get the regular meeting place so he had to get the restaurant with the big meeting room so we’ll have good food.

Oh and Miss “I’ve been here a year and know everything” quit this week.  I’m not at all sad about that.  We also hired a new lady.  I think she’s over 60 so the drama level should be decreased considerably.

Andy and I are still emailing.  I told him I hoped he misses me as much as I miss him and he said “yes.”  I hope he decides he wants me as much as I want him and will figure out how to make it happen.

I think I’m going to have to take down my craigslist ad.  I just don’t have time for anything other than work and laundry right now!!  LOL

an interesting year…

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It’s been almost a year since I started my job.  A year ago I had just lost a husband, a house and a supposed “bff.”

I suppose overall I’m most sad about the house.  It really was an extra nice house and everything fit in it.  I am waiting for the building manager to get a 2 bedroom apartment just down the hall painted so I can get moved over there.  My New Year’s resolution was to not move for a full year.  At the rate she’s getting it done it could be a full year since I moved in before I get moved over there since that date is the 15th of November.  I suppose I could count that as my year.  <sigh>  I really and truly do hate moving.  It’s such a pain in the ass.  At least this time there will be little to no packing done.  The hall is carpeted so I can just shove things down the hall on sliders and the majority of the smaller shit can go in shopping carts.  There are 5 in the building so I’ll just round up a couple of friends and their kids and we’ll do a brigade down the hall.

The deadline for filing my divorce so it’s final by the end of the year is approaching.  I’m pretty sure I can do the paper work and file it myself.  It’s just _doing_ the actual paperwork.  It’ll take at least two hours for me to get all the paper work ready and then I have to have it all notarized.  My boss can notarize for me so at least I don’t have to pay for that.

I actually saw SfB a couple of weeks ago.  He still had the keys to the car.  He can’t even pay for the gas for it so it has to be sold.  He lived in it last winter and it was still full of stuff.  I had a letter I got in the mail from his former employer saying they had a check he hadn’t cashed.  He had to send the letter back, notarized to get a new check sent to him.  I told the guy he’s staying with about the check and to tell SfB he could have it when the car got cleaned out and parked over here.  It took him about a week and a half after that but he eventually showed up with the car.  OMG was it ever disgusting inside!!  I had to have it detailed or there wouldn’t be any way in hell I would have been able to sell it.  Hopefully I can get it sold before too long.

The guy that detailed it for me sort of works for the place I work for once in awhile.  He does maintenance types of things sometimes.  He also brings food to our food days.  I didn’t even ask him how much, I gave him an envelope with $100 cash and the key and where it was parked.  He called me later that day and said he could’t clean it and I should come see why.  He lives right behind our building so I ran over there and it was *spotless* on the inside and the stench was gone.  It looks as good as it did the day we bought it if not better.  When he came back later to give me the key back I gave him another $20.  I don’t really want to know how much he’d charge somebody else to clean a car that dirty.  It really was nasty.

About the ex BFF, Hippie Peace Freaks (a facebook group) posted a pic this morning that said “Create a life that feels good on the inside.  Not one that just looks good on the outside.”  It made me think of her kitchen which is really an extension of her personality.  The counter is always spotless.  Always.  Open any cupboard or the fridge and it’s a disgusting wreck.  Her fridge was really nasty.  I know there were containers in there when I moved in with them that were still in there when I moved out 2 months later.  But then it occurred to me that SfB and I had cleaned out her fridge and pantry once before after she had kicked out her first husband.  Her fridge was even nastier that time.  I wasn’t going to do it for her again.    Other than that I don’t even think of her much and I don’t miss her either.  <shrug>  I think I was more of a best friend to her than she was to me anyway and the habits she picked up from living with her hubby were extremely irritating anyway.  I really hate backseat drivers and she had turned into one of the worst about it.  The most irritating part about that is she has never driven even 10 feet in her entire life.

My supervisor called me crazy friday.  I was telling the lady that runs the front of the office about having to give my neighbor a ride on my lunch hour and how slow he was about getting around and him saying “I fixed that roast, we’ll have supper.” just as he got out of the car and shut the door and how he’s going to drive me crazy and my super says “But you’re already crazy!”  Damn, I didn’t know it showed that much.  I didn’t eat supper with him either.  I went and had a hot roast beef sandwich at a local sandwich/fountain place with one of my coworkers. They make one of the best hrb sandwiches in town if not the best.

Cake drama

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So today is the gift exchange and pot luck at work. Yesterday I was sitting in my cube and three people were standing just outside my cube discussing what they were bringing for food today. I told them I was bringing cake. The lesbian from the collections department got all snotty and informed me I couldn’t bring cake because she was bringing cake and blah, blah, blah, reindeer, Mr B, blah, blah. Uhhhh, whatever. Then Ms Know-it-all-I’ve-been-here-a-year chimed in and informed me that Ms Lesbian makes the best cakes and I couldn’t bring one.

A little later in the afternoon Ms No-nonsense brought a sign up sheet around so Mrs Large&incharge would know what to bring to “fill in” and since I was ahead of Ms L I told Ms N-n that I was bringing cake and had been informed that I couldn’t. LOL She told me later that when Ms L signed up and started to get all butt-hurt that somebody else was going to bring a cake she informed her that “we can have more than one cake. Since when do women turn down cake.”

Bet me a dollar that Ms L’s cake is from a mix.

I’m just happy that I didn’t draw Ms Ls name.  I have Ms N-n and she’s a huge Green Bay Packer fan so I got her a Xmas ornament, a key chain and pens.  She’ll love the pens I’m sure.

Time to go make orange cream cheese frosting.