I wander as I ponder...

I've been full of questions today not the least of which is why we got Fresh Linen scented Febreze for the lady's restroom. All day today when I pass by it smells like someone finished a load...and did some laundry....parumpum. It's true and it's gross. Note to self: stop passing by the ladies restroom so much.

So, I got K her favorite cake for the company birthday thing that we do once a month. Alas, she wasn't here to enjoy it and I already got razzed for getting white cake with white frosting by a certain someone with big boobs and too much jewelry. Wait, that's half the office. It's like a gypsy camp here sometimes, I swear...thanks a lot Silpada. Accent on the"i", thank you. The good news is that one of the cakes was never cut into and K can have it all when she comes back tomorrow. I hope she's packin' insulin.

And now I'll share my notes from the most recent of our ever engaging all staff meetings *ahem*: "I peed on my nozzles", "...love is love is love is love is love...", "..fill your reserves...", "...I'm the bad guy...", and "I thought the new intern was pregnant, but she's not!" That last one is actually a note that was passed to me during the meeting. My natural response: "Guuuuurrrl!" I'm also glad to say that I aced the quiz at the end of our training on neglect. If I'm not mistaken it was titled: Neglect, a Painfully Obvious Approach.

Oh, and Said Person who is no longer with our program because she quit to go back to school is now trying to get information from Fast Eddie about whether or not we've hired someone to replace her. And, she's pretending like she's sooo hurt that I unfriended her on Facebook as if she can't imagine what would have prompted me to do so. Said Person can eat shit and die. There, I'm done, I'm finished. From now on she will no longer be Said Person. She will be known as She Who Must Not Be Rehired.

And, I'm done, spent, exhausted by this day. I haven't even touched upon this crazy situation with the boyfriend. I'll blog about that later, but for the moment I'm saturated. Skeletor Out.