Today at work I got figuratively kicked in the face so hard I'd have rather been literally kicked in the groin. As it turns out, my boss has no faith in me. She didn't say it exactly. There was talk of strategy and expectations, timetables and return-on-investment, but I was like that dog in that Far Side cartoon. All I heard was "blah, blah, blah, Ginger." The end result is this serves as the wake-up call I need. It's like I'm answering the phone and instead of hearing, "Good morning, sir. This is your wake up call," I'm hearing, "Get out of bed, crap bag."
On the bright side, I have a business trip to Vegas coming up next month. That should be sweet.
Update on my New Year's resolution: After eight business days, I've spent just over $36. That's actually really good for me. Today I ate at KFC for $2.11. That meal included chicken fried steak, two sides of mashed potatoes and gravy, and a biscuit. I like the heavy set woman who works there. She's always so friendly and she tells everyone to have a "blessed day." Sure, work sucked today, but I'm still very blessed.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
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