today was fucking nuts. the past few weeks have been a little crazy at work. heaps of people have been taking their holiday leave one after the other; leaving us understaffed; and management, super bitchy. im a fence sitter; without being a fence sitter (hope that makes sense) so people confide in me with their personal spats about other staff; and im fucking over it. i dont give a shit if you have to take so and so's clients, i dont give a shit if you have to juggle everyone around to fit in as many people as possible and spend 45 minutes pissing and moaning about it when you could have fit an appointment in during that time. and i REALLY dont care to hear whos fucking who, who has interstaff sexored in the past; and who flashed their tits at last years christmas party; save it for oprah. srsly.
thats one side of work that i just cant stand. when people get super comfortable with you and consider you one of the "family" they start behaving that way. nagging, bitching, manipulating; all the unfun shit that adds pressure to your job and wastes time. im done with this.
there is light at the end of the tunnel. i dont have to work friday, and friday night, me and three of the girls are having a "farewell, see ya in two weeks" slumber party for our dear friend, bindi. her real name is cindi, but when keying her number into my phone a while back, the predictive text spelt bindi; and it stuck. soooo, bindi's getting her hair dyed by one of the girls while we sip champagne, talk the leg off a chair, laugh at work and life; then were all getting dolled up and going out for dinner together on the waterfront. a girls night out.
i love our girly nights.
speaking of, we had a girly two hours at the pub close to work last night and the funniest thing happened. me, bindi and cole were sitting at a table outside drinking, yakking and smoking when a hawt dude in a business suit walked out infront of us and got into his new land rover. i made pointing gestures to his windshield as i noticed a parking ticket wedged under his windscreen wiper and he smiled, and gave me the thumbs up. i tried mouthing "you have a parking ticket" and he kept smiling and waved. i felt terrible and was just about to get up off my seat and walk over to his car when he opened the door, walked over and asked if he could buy me a drink (both bindi and cole were in hysterics by this point).i thanked him, but apologised and said "i am so sorry, i was trying to signal to you that youve gotten a parking fine thats wedged under your wiper thingy". he went bright red, apologised; then asked for my number. i didnt get to say a word before bindi said "sorry mister, shes married" and held up my left hand. thats bindi to a tea. shes not bitchy in nature at all; she says shit exactly how it is, and is so friendly, that even when being brass, you cant help but love her. the guy laughed and offered us a round of drinks that we refused, but asked him to stay anyways and have a drink with us and save his money for the fine. he turned out to be an ok guy, and great company (even though the poor bugger had to listen to our stories re: workplace safety training, injury management and doing it all in our underwear to observe correct posture). he was a good sport.
speaking of underwear, i snatched up the little miss on sunday and took her shopping for a mother/daughter day out as i needed new underwear for work and wanted some one on one time together having fun. the mr was hesitant about us going out with the amex together, and we proved him right in worrying. cotton on kids was having a 50% off sale and i went fucking nuts buying her all new winter clothes that are SO adorable. i bought her four new pairs of shoes, two new pairs of jeans, three hoodies, two knitted cardigans, a 2 pack of pyjamas, 4 long sleeved casual shirts and a new fairy "dress ups" outfit. little miss is a total fashionista and LOVES to shop, and i love shopping with her. we left there and went to bendon where i bought four water bras (which is hilarious, as ive never owned a water bra and now know why, my tits have never bounced so much since! they pull everything in and lift upwards so that when you walk, your breasts bounce against every step you take. its so fucking awkward, yet funny at the same time considering how flat chested i am, and am suddenly graced with moving boobies.) and six pairs of panties. to keep the mr at bay, i bought two matching lingerie sets for sexy time which have proved themselves as extremely favourable at our house and well worth every cent. weve been at it like rabbits the past few days. i love our sexlife, were so compatible; even after the length of time weve been together; we still manage to drive each other crazy and into exhaustion. i love it.
on that note and after multiple topic jumps, i bid you goodnight bluelight. take care guise. xoxox
thats one side of work that i just cant stand. when people get super comfortable with you and consider you one of the "family" they start behaving that way. nagging, bitching, manipulating; all the unfun shit that adds pressure to your job and wastes time. im done with this.
there is light at the end of the tunnel. i dont have to work friday, and friday night, me and three of the girls are having a "farewell, see ya in two weeks" slumber party for our dear friend, bindi. her real name is cindi, but when keying her number into my phone a while back, the predictive text spelt bindi; and it stuck. soooo, bindi's getting her hair dyed by one of the girls while we sip champagne, talk the leg off a chair, laugh at work and life; then were all getting dolled up and going out for dinner together on the waterfront. a girls night out.
i love our girly nights.speaking of, we had a girly two hours at the pub close to work last night and the funniest thing happened. me, bindi and cole were sitting at a table outside drinking, yakking and smoking when a hawt dude in a business suit walked out infront of us and got into his new land rover. i made pointing gestures to his windshield as i noticed a parking ticket wedged under his windscreen wiper and he smiled, and gave me the thumbs up. i tried mouthing "you have a parking ticket" and he kept smiling and waved. i felt terrible and was just about to get up off my seat and walk over to his car when he opened the door, walked over and asked if he could buy me a drink (both bindi and cole were in hysterics by this point).i thanked him, but apologised and said "i am so sorry, i was trying to signal to you that youve gotten a parking fine thats wedged under your wiper thingy". he went bright red, apologised; then asked for my number. i didnt get to say a word before bindi said "sorry mister, shes married" and held up my left hand. thats bindi to a tea. shes not bitchy in nature at all; she says shit exactly how it is, and is so friendly, that even when being brass, you cant help but love her. the guy laughed and offered us a round of drinks that we refused, but asked him to stay anyways and have a drink with us and save his money for the fine. he turned out to be an ok guy, and great company (even though the poor bugger had to listen to our stories re: workplace safety training, injury management and doing it all in our underwear to observe correct posture). he was a good sport.
speaking of underwear, i snatched up the little miss on sunday and took her shopping for a mother/daughter day out as i needed new underwear for work and wanted some one on one time together having fun. the mr was hesitant about us going out with the amex together, and we proved him right in worrying. cotton on kids was having a 50% off sale and i went fucking nuts buying her all new winter clothes that are SO adorable. i bought her four new pairs of shoes, two new pairs of jeans, three hoodies, two knitted cardigans, a 2 pack of pyjamas, 4 long sleeved casual shirts and a new fairy "dress ups" outfit. little miss is a total fashionista and LOVES to shop, and i love shopping with her. we left there and went to bendon where i bought four water bras (which is hilarious, as ive never owned a water bra and now know why, my tits have never bounced so much since! they pull everything in and lift upwards so that when you walk, your breasts bounce against every step you take. its so fucking awkward, yet funny at the same time considering how flat chested i am, and am suddenly graced with moving boobies.) and six pairs of panties. to keep the mr at bay, i bought two matching lingerie sets for sexy time which have proved themselves as extremely favourable at our house and well worth every cent. weve been at it like rabbits the past few days. i love our sexlife, were so compatible; even after the length of time weve been together; we still manage to drive each other crazy and into exhaustion. i love it.
on that note and after multiple topic jumps, i bid you goodnight bluelight.
take care guise. xoxox