Archive for July, 2005

I’m Okay

Friday, July 29th, 2005

My dear friends….I know a lot of you are concerned about my blogs lately and I appreciate that you care to read them and advise me to take it easy.  I’m actually ok…I use this friendster feature as a release of some sort.  I can’t talk to a lot of you in person, so this is the only way I can let you know of what’s going on in my soap opera of a life.  But I do appreciate your comments, emails, suggestions, etc. so keep it coming.  I love you all!!!

CB

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

Today is Chatter Box’s day to go down.  She is so intense, I swear.  She likes to accomodate people a lot and if she doesn’t get to help them she goes berzerk!  Anyway, today she was helping a student at the counter.  The student wanted to talk to the adviser.  CB called the adviser but the adviser wasn’t picking up her phone.  CB then asked FAS if she knew where the adviser was.  FAS told CB that there’s a bridal shower going on within the dept. (which was just across the hallway, mind you) and the adviser might have been there.  CB got infuriated and said that the adviser shouldn’t be there and this was all done infront of the student.  FAS got ticked so she went to our head boss and told our boss about CB’s sudden outburst…and CB’s behavior making the adviser look bad infront of the student.  The headboss had a talk with CB about it. CB just broke down infront of me and told me that maybe she just didn’t belong in our dept. because she was too uptight and just not loose like the rest of us in the office. I told CB to take a break and take as much time to recuperate.  I feel bad for her but you know what maybe it’s the universe saying that yup she doesn’t belong in this office.  The saga continues.

FAS

Tuesday, July 26th, 2005

FAS (aka Fat Ass Secretary) is peeved with me today because I sabotaged one of her stupid ideas for our annual staff variety show program.  First of all, I along with the other staff do not wish to even perform at the program because it’s so demoralizing.  But FAS feels that we can’t get away from not participating.  FAS suggested that we do a skit ala The Daily Show with Jon Stewart.  She wanted one of our staff guys to be like an interviewer and one person to be the "loser" being interviewed, then she wants us to take pics of people passing by our office and the big ending would be to introduce our new facility.  This would all be done on video.  How lame is that? And who the hell has the time to do this?  Especially when we’re trying to get ready before school starts.  She sure isn’t volunteering to do the work, so to hell with her idea you know.  Since the goal of the variety show is to get to know the staff better, I suggested that we do something that we won’t dread like a slideshow of our babypics alongside our current photos then a pic of our children.  I even said that I would organize the powerpoint layout.  Simple, painless and we don’t have to get up on stage.  Everyone agreed so we’re going for it. nyahahahahaha! FAS locked herself up in her office again…I betcha she was crying…fuckin cry baby!

Another Day in Hell

Monday, July 25th, 2005

Today is Monday and I knew I shouldn’t have come in today.  The University Police had changed all the outside locks to the office building.  I had to try all three doors around the building and they were all freakin locked.  I hate it when my first word of the day is "Dammit!!!"  I finally found a propped door open in the old part of the building and had to climb some stairs to get to my building.  Teachers and students were complaining to me how to get in their classrooms and University Police was not really helpful.  Anyway, it’s a good thing Chatter Box was here so she had to deal with the chaos.  Man, I’m really burnt out with this job  and I don’t know how much longer I can stand being in this hell hole.  I’m cornered right now because I need to use my maternity leave and vacation days.  I told my husband Manny that maybe after I have my baby I’ll just work for another year and start looking in Riverside or I’ll apply at another department on campus. Sigh!

My Job - The Hell Hole

Thursday, July 21st, 2005

I work with 2 fifty+ year old women in the office and they are absolutely driving me bonkers.  I know I’m still calm and collected because if I wasn’t I’d be in a police car right now charged with assault and battery.  I swear when those two retire from the office, I will never hire anyone that age ever!  I think it’s their generation…they are just so fucked up in the head!  They both like sucking up to the faculty and spoon feeds them which doesn’t help the office. They are so anti-technology and if you do teach them something new it’s like their brain cells are dead.  The one FAT ASS SECRETARY (aka FAS) is so into her status that she doesn’t even want to be known as a secretary…I just wanna tell her to get the fuck out of here you know.  Get another job where you can use your fuckin degree.  Ofcourse, she won’t be able to get another job because she’s so insecure about her fatness that she thinks she won’t get hired anywhere else…so she decides to stay and ruin my life.  She’s been working in this office for 6+ years now and she still doesn’t know how to do basic university processings like petty cash disbursements which she’s always done since the beginning of time.  She passes it on to me or the other secretary and we both ask her for the procedures but ofcourse she forgets.  I tell you her brain cells are dead!  The other one I call CHATTER BOX (aka CB) because she talks too much and is freakin’ bipolar.  When she does a project, she makes sure that everyone in the office hears her huffin and puffin while she tries to finish the task.  She likes to check everyone’s attendance when she’s not even the person who does attendance keeping.  She is the only person in this world that I know who likes to be micromanaged.  All I can say is Why Me? Why? Why? Why?  I just look at the post-it note I posted to myself on my screen which says "JANUARY 2008".  That is the day when I start looking for another job if things don’t change for the better around here.  It’s the only thing that keeps me sane.

English Rose

Friday, July 8th, 2005
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever tempt me from she
I’ve sailed the seven seas,
Flown the whole blue sky.
But I’ve returned with haste to where my
Love does lie.
No matter where I go I will come back to my english rose
For nothing can ever tempt me from she.
I’ve searched the secret mists -
I’ve climbed the highest peaks
Caught the wild wind home to hear her soft voice speak
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever keep me from she.

I’ve been to ancient worlds
I’ve scoured the whole universe
And caught the first train home
To be at her side.
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever keep me from she

My Heart Goes Out to London

Friday, July 8th, 2005

I am saddened by the recent bombings in London, England.  After seeing the pics on the news, it just reminded me of 9/11.  I couldn’t help but shed some tears.  I feel sad for the families that lost their loved ones.  I also feel mad for the ones that are responsible for the murders.

Londonunderground Manny and I were just in London last June 1st.  We even took the underground train at Edgeware Station (one of the bombing scenes) with my friend Elena, her husband and baby.  We went to Waterloo Station so that we could ride the London Eye that day.  Seeing the Edgeware Station in the news gave me goosebumps, because  I’m a regular trainrider in the US and I wonder about my own safety whenever I get on the Metrolink.Londonunderground2

Suicide bombings are not acts of bravery but of pure cowardice.  Killing innocent people along with you in order to make a statement is not courageous.  It is downright selfish and stupid!  I would rather fight in battle to defend my country…atleast, I know I am trying to save and improve lives not trying to destroy them.

Terrorists are just what they are…they want to instill terror.  Let us not make them succeed.  We should carry on with our lives and keep persevering.  They may break our bones, but our spirits should live on.