Frankies nonchalant penchant for destruction of all things Trailer related and Cavedogs lingering emotional issues (poor guys panicky fear of the furnace, men and chairs to name but a few) led Roomie and i to name The Princess as our best all around furry bastard just yesterday.



The beauty of Frank is he just doesnt care.  He'll wait until i'm looking before he starts to think of  scratching the couch and the chase is all a game.  Our days are measured in how many times i have to threaten him with a spanking.  Keyword being threaten, as long as he doesnt use those damn wire hangers again he's safe from the real thing.


Cats have been chasing Qtips since the beginning of time 6000 years ago and his new found swab obsession was cute at first.  Until i started finding the sticks chewed up in sections.

  Worried that he might swallow pieces i moved my  Mug O Qtips to the top shelf of a cheap plastic unit that goes over the toilet.    Somehow the 12lb tub spotted it and began the climb, tipping the shelves and all the contents.   At least i keep the lid down.   The Qtips are hidden so now his newest feat is tipping the wastebasket.  One of these days Frank.



In a moment of solidarity The Princess rejected the title of Best Furry Bastard.    These stories of her chewing powercords and all the problems with Roomies big HDTV are getting old but yesterday Frankie started the ball rolling one more time.

He knocked down two of the surround sound speakers on purpose.  I picked them up but didnt make sure the wires werent exposed.  A small loop was left uncovered from the protective foil covering and so of course my girl spotted it and the rest is history. 

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Instead of looking for w#@k this week i've spent my time unwinding on the internet and catching up on Guiding Light. 

This time last year they  "killed" Jonathan and Tammy.   I knew their deaths were a mistake and emailed the netw%$k.  Havent been as dedicated in my viewing since then.

 Especially after Josh and Reva split up and he hooked up with her trampy sister Cassie.  They switched Cassie actresses a few years back and i know the original one would have never slept with Josh.  This new one always has a sneaky look. 

 They are finally bringing back Jonathan this week but he only faked his death, Tammys was real but they have her voice leaving phone messages.  I hope they figure out a way for them both to come back, they were my favorite couple and they're cousins to boot.  I remember they had her coming back as a ghost last year and she came back with a different hairstyle, cant wait to see what she looks like now. 

Digging deep i've uncovered my original blog and will be reposting some of it so its all in one place if i ever get out of these aluminum years and into my golden.  Nothing of national importance, archives are fun for the blogger.  This is my first  official post, i actually signed up for and did a test post in sept 03 but only lurked for the next few months.  Motime is one of my longest relationships of any kind.

Trailer Park of Bliss
Bad Writing Done Badly

Today 12/24 I was the Maytag repairman. It was just like the commercial. Out of 50+ people at my job, somehow I ended up the only one working. My illustrious career takes me "out in the field" no not outstanding. I had my pick of vehicles, instead of the worst junker because I'm the newest. (I couldnt have driven my usual anyway since all the transmission fluid leaked out yesterday. I'm just thankful Yugo never made trucks or they would have bought a fleet of them.) The radio was completely silent, no good ole boy chatter. The office was empty, no polite interest in some drooling baby story. No "Seinfeld" meetings- about nothing. I did get to swear out loud, raid desk candy jars and make several announcements over the PA, just hope the security cameras dont have audio. After a while it reminded me of the Twilite Zone episode, where the man gets his wish to be alone with his books and than breaks his glasses. Some of them make me nuts but it was odd without them. I could get used to it. Merry Stinking Christmas or Whatever you choose

posted by: rustymadgal at 01/24/08 10:18 | link | comments (5) |

sigh

posted by: rustymadgal at 01/23/08 11:50 | link | comments (4) |

My Dingo ate his baby Part II

posted by: rustymadgal at 01/22/08 10:46 | link | comments (5) |

From the classifieds of our local paper,






Fecenity?  I can't even imagine the horrors this poor Calico suffered before she was found.

Perhaps my job search should begin in the fecenity of their proofreading department.

posted by: rustymadgal at 01/21/08 08:55 | link | comments (4) |

Estrogen Gone Wild

I know i bitch about every job but its not me, its them, seriously.   The last few years have been so cursed nutty women w$#kwise.   The last healthy job/boss/staff, the complete package, i had was over 5 years ago when i lived in New Hamster.

 So my current dream job (i still love the actual w$#k) has been going down the tubes.  The good people are bailing.  Even a good caring manager who had been there for years didnt finish out her two week notice and left angry.  The turnover is extreme and walking out is the norm.

My job is as entry level easy as they come and the other half dozen folks i share it with are really good people.  We all get along great and i've become close friends with a few.  We all care about what we do too, a rarity these days especially considering the pay and they way we are treated.  No bs and we all quietly stick together when the management goes crazy.  The management are reknown for their bickering amongst themselves and power struggles. 

I  got my quarterly review this week,  obviously 3 days ago my boss (think female Frank Burns) didnt think i sucked.  She has also mentioned to me there is a lead bottomfeeder position available if i'm interested several times.

Performs daily tasks well, good attention to detail
Always completes taks requested of her
Skills good
On time
Works extra shifts and times every time asked
Considerate and helpful to other staff, professional
Seems unhappy at times

About a month ago she hired Poopchelle.  Poopchelle came in with such an attitude because she has "experience", didnt talk to any of us and did her own thing.  She has been the source of frustration and extra w$#k for all of us bottomfeeders.  I can almost bet my boss set things up this way too thinking Poopchelle would be  her ideal yes girl lead bottomfeeder. 

So during my review i finally said how things were really going.  My boss actually admitted that she didnt get what she thought she was getting when she hired Poopchelle.  She said that we were  having a meeting this Friday and she would clear things up.

So I came in on my day off for another one of their award winning meetings.  It was just going to be our boss, us bottomfeeders including Poopchelle and Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum (#1 and #2 broads in charge of this whole fucked up organization, they share a brain)  I walked in the door and ran into one of my cow$#kers.  She said she was the only one in the meeting room with Tweedle Dee and our boss and they were fighting so she left until the rest of us showed.

So we all go in and the meeting bs starts.  For the most part we all keep our mouths  shut and the crazy women go into all this nonsense and blah blah blah.   Our boss doesnt address any real issues but decrees that we the w$#kers have two weeks to write up every job that we have to do in such detail that someone off the street could do it by reading.  This is not rocket science folks.  Anyone with 3 brain cells  could figure out my job in minutes.  Poopchelle is also enjoying her moment in the sun interjecting her opinion after every sentence recalling on her vast previous experience for the management.

My best cow$#ker and their longest employee has another job in two weeks, i'm looking and others are talking about leaving too, so we all sit tight, let them talk down to us and keep our mouths shut.   There was another complete drama yesterday morning involving them trying to write up a cow$#ker with no real reason, but thats another story.  The poor girl called me crying and sucked it up to them to keep her job.

Finally the meeting is wrapping up and Poopchelle states she has one last thing she would like to say.

 She then launches into how this was the hardest w$#k environment she had ever been in and how we didnt help her one bit and made her feel unwelcome.  Lies lies lies.   Its too long to go into all the stories but this is total shit. 

She dropped the bomb while she had all the management there to stir it up.   (She also backstabbed my boss to another manager in front of me last week)  We are not a Jr  High click and were actually happy when my boss said she finally hired someone, that was until we met her.

I think Poopchelle expected us to eat it but my bff who is leaving anyway started to speak up.  I was angrier than i have been in years and spoke up too.  Finally everyone is talking and my boss who set things up to go wrong to begin with is not saying anything. 

Tweedle dum is saying this corporate crapola that  we all have to communicate with each other and this is not the first time she has heard this, usually its during an exit interview.  My boss finally opens her stupid mouth and asks  who said that?  Tweedle dum admits its no one who has left our dept.  I know the last person who quit our dept wrote a letter stating communication problems with the management not us.  She was the lead bottomfeeder and also sent all of us fellow bottomfeeders an email saying how much she enjoyed w%$king with us and what a great group we were.

Anyway by now everyones going at it.  I stand up and give my two  weeks notice across the table and leave.  I was just so pissed afraid of really losing my temper.   It all breaks up after that and before i got out of the parking lot one of my friends comes running out  the door saying they just cornered Poopchelle on who was so mean to her.  She then said that neither one of them were and really couldnt come up with any examples.  

Its strange that my boss or anyone in charge still hasnt talked to me yet.  After the excitement, my friends were still w$#king my boss came in the room and said i was going to get a write up for leaving mad.   The height of professionalism, discussing diciplinary actions with my cow$#kers.  Then my boss realized she overstepped and asked them not to say anything to me.  Of course i've had a dozen calls since yesterday.

I'm not supposed to w$#k until tomorrow but not going back in ever.  Interestingly enough Poopchelle called in sick today.  I just got a call from a spy and my boss said that Poopchelle called and said what she was trying to do yesterday was apologise to all of us during the meeting and we didnt let her.

Roomie is the voice of reason but he says i do not have to sign a  write up anyway.  I've never even had one in my entire 124 job career.   I know w%$king out a notice is the best but he's said fuck them too.
 The only job i was ever fired from was when i was a teen and unknown to me my best and underage w$#k gf was spaffing our 30+ year old restaurant boss and he decided to get rid of both of us before the gossip got out.  My one chance at a lawsuit  and i was too young and unjaded to sue.  damn damn damn

Somewhere there has to be a sane job out there.  Please Universe Please.





















Cameras were not allowed in, artists recreation of the Meeting Heard Round The World.   Quite accurate.

posted by: rustymadgal at 01/19/08 12:11 | link | comments (9) |

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