Wednesday, April 16, 2008

random thoughts...

Last night I was bored at work...and wrote down what was going through my mind at the time...mainly one big

"I hate these calls--they suck.  Next time give me the whole damn name or the right f*cking city.  People are a**holes.  Good thing I'm getting an extended vacation in 12 working days.  No wait--11 more days of work!  It seriously can't go by fast enough...I'm getting tired of these calls.  Tired of old ladies yelling at me, then telling me their life story.  Stupid people.  People calling to find out which post office is open.  Dumb people who don't have a clue as to what they're looking for.  Stupid people who swear 411 knows why the number they dial isn't working.  Drunk people trying to find out where their damn car was towed to."

Like I said, I was ranting.  You can tell it was last night because of the post office thing--literally every other call was for the post office--they don't post the hours in directory (just like in the phone book) and usually the only number we have is the toll free  And I constantly get people asking me what's wrong with a phone number--that's something the operator does (I think, anyway).  And I did get a call last night asking which tow company the police use...and she sounded like she was drunk and looking for her car.

The next two weeks can't go by fast enough.  My last day is April 30, if not sooner.  I did get made a permanent employee, but it's a little bittersweet--meaning I still have to make the 45 minute drive to work everyday.  And usually not getting home until about midnight or later.  I dunno--maybe it's just me, but I can't stand it there.  I'm miserable there.  Maybe I'll transfer out of there when I come back from maternity leave...after all--I can, now that I'm a permanent employee.  Maybe we'll move somewhere else in general...we'll see.

til next time...=)

Friday, April 11, 2008


Where did everyone go?  I know I've been a little lax on the commenting...cut me a little slack--from the previous entry, I've had a lot going on lately...I barely had time (or the energy) to post (and there's more than just that...).  Don't get me wrong, I have been reading.....I'm still here...are you?  I feel lonely......boohoo.....sniff sniff....helloooo?

til next time...

three weeks and counting...

Well, actually it's three weeks and two days, but who cares?  I think I'm going early anyway.  Went to doc today...said I'm a wee bit dilated and my cervix is kinda like mush...YAY.  He also told me I lost another pound--that makes my total gain 7 pounds for the entire pregnancy.  But he says the baby's growing at the normal rate, so nothing to worry about.  I dunno--maybe it has something to do with all the stress I'm under with work and all.

Speaking of, no word on my status yet...I'm sitting here wondering what's going on, being that today's my three-year anniversary--also the end of my term.  Yesterday I asked someone who was made permanent last year when he was notified--he was told a few days before his anniversary...uh oh.  I'm still holding out hope that I'll get let go or something--the travel is still killing me financially, not to mention what it's doing to the car.  I'm waiting for the day it conks out on me either on the way down (so I get written up), or on the way home (really late at night..say midnight or 1am). 

The latter already happened about two weeks a flat tire about 3/4 of the way home.  At about one in the morning.  Made it to a Turkey Hill (convenience store) where there were three--yup, three--cops sitting there.  You know not one of them wanted to help a visibly pregnant girl change or fix a tire?!?  The older two cops "volunteered" the younger one to see what he could do.  He came out to the car, tried to put air into it, then realizied the hole in the tire was big (well, I did see a nail in there about a week earlier...must've popped out on the highway...oops).  Then he "tried" to get the lug nuts off to change it...gave up after about one try, and told me to get fix-a-flat.  Then LEFT me there, with the car still on the damn jack.  Luckily, some nice 19-year-old guy named Michael stopped for gas and saw what happened.  He came over and changed the tire for me (and had no problem getting the nuts off)...didn't ask for anything in return.  Cool.

But anyway--now you kind of see why I'm just a little stressed out--sometimes I'm just sitting here and start thinking...and tears start forming.  Maybe it's the prego thing, but this isn't the first time this it's a little worse.  And I wasn't with bun in oven two years ago.  Who knows.....

til next time...=)

Tuesday, April 8, 2008


Well, it's down to the last month now...I gave the baby his 30-day notice to get the f*ck out.  I think I'm gonna go early though.  Of course, I don't look like I'm about to have a baby in less than a month--I'm lucky if I look 6 months along.  No, really--I've only gained a total of 8 pounds...actually I gained 11 and lost 3.  The OB says it's okay fact, he's calling me a textbook pregnancy.  I can't (and won't) argue with that. 

The only problem I have now is that I'm travelling about 20 miles (each way) to work now.  Oh yeah--forgot to mention that they closed our office two weeks ago and therefore transferred all 16 of us to the Wilkes-Barre office.  It's only for a month though--I go on maternity leave at the end of April.  And who knows--I might not even have a job after this Thursday anyway--my three-year term is up then, and from what I see, it's still up in the air what, if anything, they're going to do with me.  I haven't heard anything yet...the last time that happened, all 12 people who hit their term were let go the next day.  At this point, I don't really care someone said to me the other day, there is life after Verizon.  We shall see, I guess.

I had my baby shower the other day too.  I know, I know--I shouldn't have one, since this is my 3rd child...but keep in mind, I didn't have one with either of the other two.  Got lots of stuff...and had lots of fun.

If you want to see the rest of the pics, you can go to my MySpace and check them out.

Gotta go eat now--baby's kicking the crap out of me--usually means he's

til next time...=)