Holiday party shenanigans

First off I LOVE the word Shenanigans....it always reminds me of Super Troopers, a wonderful cinematic classic...but I digress.
Today is our office holiday party, and we've been asked to dress in our "holiday best" umm yeah right. I wear jeans to work everyday, there is no chance you're gonna get me in a dress or some other crazy outfit for an office holiday party at which there will be no booze...had they offered booze I may have entertained the idea of dressing up.
Anyhow, to rub it in even a bit more our party this year is a "cocktail party...with out the cocktails" WTF, I mean really WTF does that mean. I'll tell you, it means they were too cheap to provide lunch too the office so we get finger foods and punch.
So just to recap, they wanted us to get dressed up for punch and finger foods in the conference room....don't you want to come, it's gonna be a blast!

Natalie's Santa Picture

I couldn't wait for Wordless Wednesday for this ridiculous cuteness...so here you go!

Hmmm....is it a good deal now or were we just getting ripped off before

I went to costco on my lunch break to get gas. I filled up my empty gas tank for $25.96...and thought wow what a deal! But that got me thinking, when I was 16 gas was 0.99 a gallon, and over the past *cough* 11 *ahem* years it went to almost $5 a gallon and now back down to $1.63. So what's the deal, are we getting an amazing deal on gasoline now or were we just getting ripped off for the past few years?
I think I know the answer but I'd prefer to believe that I'm getting a screaming deal right now.

Craptastic Saturday...the Finale

So I go home and eat the crappy sandwich and continue painting, I finished all the closet doors and moved on to lining shelves and some spackling. After about an hour of crawling on my hands and knees spackling, I decided to put up the new towel bar and toilet paper ring in the hall bathroom.
So, I'm working away, and get the ring up no problem....I am quite handy with the power tools, when Dan lets me use them. So on to the Toilet paper holder. This was tricky due to the angle but I got the brackets on there. So I am putting the fixture on the brackets and I was having a little trouble tightening the tiny screw that holds it in place...mostly due to the angle.
So I bend over a little more and twist to be able to see the screw and *POP* oh crap, my back pops.
Uh oh, I slowly get up from where I was working and stand there for a minute...I think I'm okay. I can move and I'm only a little sore...phew back spasm averted....I turn to go to the master bedroom and *BAM* there goes my back.
Now I'm stuck in the hallway, standing there and I can't move, I can't get down on the floor, I can't do anything. Luckily Dan was right there and helped me get on the floor....and so I 'm laying there unable to move pondering my awful day. The horrible borders manager who did me a favor, the inept sandwich maker, and the toilet paper holder that was my demise.
Ahhh...if ever there were a day that I should have stayed in bed....I think Saturday was it.

Craptastic Saturday part 2

So after my wonderful trip to Borders, I took Natalie to Dan's parent's house so that we might actually be able to get some things done on the house. Dan was finishing the closet organizers (a one day project that turned into 3 days...but what else is new)
So it was my job to paint the Closet doors and then Spackle the baseboards and do anything else that was needed so that we might actually be able to move in this coming weekend.
Paint, have I mentioned how much I hate paint, I hate paining, I hate the set up, the clean up and all the crap in between. I hate it! But I did it, and they turned out really well.
So at about 1:30 I went to the local sandwich shop for some lunch.

I order our sandwiches and pay and go home to eat. I get home and open my sandwich and low and behold there is no meat in it. Dan's sandwich is exactly as I ordered but mine is just veggies and some cheese...LAME.

So I decide that since the shop is close to the house I'll run back there and get some meat for my sandwich....so off I go.

I go into the store and tell the gal, that my sandwich has no meat on it. She looks at me funny and says "did you order meat"

Me: "um yeah, it says the kind of meat it should have on the outside of the wrapper but there is no meat inside"

Her: " but did you order it with no meat?"

Me: "yeah, if I ordered no meat, I wouldn't have come back"

Her: " Let me check the order..... okay it says meat right here"

Me: "Yup"

Her: "so do you want meat"

Me: "Yeah, please add the meat"

Her: "but you ordered meat"

Me: "Yeah, I did"

Her: "so do you want me to add meat"

Me: "*wondering if I'm in the twilight zone* yeah, please just add the meat"

Her: "okay you order meat, I give you meat"

Me: "thanks"

Craptastic Saturday part one

So Saturday I was quite ambitious. I had some returns to make and was going to be taking Natalie to Dan's parents house. So off we went to Target, then to Baby News, then to Borders and Petco.
Everything was going fabulously until I got to Borders. Ahh Borders, a place I do enjoy, or should I say, I used to enjoy. So I needed to return a book on Sleep Habits for babies, I bought it when we decided to move Natalie into a crib and ended up not needing it as she transitioned perfectly.
So I go to the counter to return the book, the gal looks at my receipt and says "this isn't a receipt" and so ensues my craptastic borders journey...here goes:
Borders: "This isn't a receipt"
Me: "that's the receipt I was given with my purchase"
Borders: "well it isn't a receipt, it's the coupons that print after the receipt"
Me: "well that was all I was given, can I return the book?"
Borders: "Um I can only give you store credit."
Me: " I really don't want store credit, can you just credit back my card"
Borders: "Um no, this is a no receipt return"
Me: "But that's the only receipt I was given"
Borders "Well this isn't a receipt"
ME: *getting a little frustrated* "well that was the only receipt I was given, so can you please credit my card"
Borders: "Nope, I can only give you store credit"
Me: " can we ask a manager if there is anything else that could be done"
Borders "sure...*rolls eyes*"
Manager: "how can I help you"
Me: tells same story about this being only receipt I was given blah blah blah.
Manager "Well I don't think that's possible, we always give receipts"
Me: *now even more frustrated for being called a liar* "This is the only receipt I was given, I put it in the book and walked out the door, I'd really like to just return it"
Manager: " We can only give you store credit"
Me: " That's what she said, but I was hoping that you could credit back my card"
Manager : "Um no, all we can give you is store credit, and actually I'm doing you a favor by giving you store credit"
Me: "oh a favor I see....I'll take the store credit *now my blood is boiling*"

A FAVOR, seriously the manager said he's doing me a FAVOR, nice customer service Douche!!
And that was just the beginning of Saturday.

Thursday Thirteen

A bit late but here it is:
Thirteen reasons why I feel like I'm living in the movie Office Space

1. I have actually been asked if I'm having a case of the "Mondays"
2. My boss somewhat resembles Lumbergh.
3. I would love to take a baseball bat to the ever broken fax machine
4. Um...did you see my clean hands week post.
5. I tend to just "space out" at my desk, you know just looking at the computer screen.
6. We've really had a Hawaiian shirt day
7. We have reports for everything and the reports have cover sheets a la a TPS report
8. We used to have swingline staplers but recently switched...I kept my stapler.
9. The fire department was once called due to burned pop corn in the break room.
10. We got about 10 memo's on how to cook popcorn as a result of number 9.
11. When I worked at a chain restaurant I got "talked to" about my Flair.
12. I have like 3 bosses...really
13. And Finally....The thing is, Bob, it's not that I'm lazy, it's that I just don't care.