wow! i can’t believe this year is almost over. what started off as a pretty good year somehow turned into a bastard about november.
i want to thank those of you who have continued to visit my little blog (all six of you) even after i let my crap-ass ex-employer get me down.
there is justice for those shitheads though because one of my ex-coworkers just gave notice. my old department is now officially screwed. they’ve lost 50% of their employees and are still expected to do the same amount of work.
my boss’s response to my coworker? “well, i wish i had known you were going to do this BEFORE i laid off leigh!”
well, maybe now someone’s learned a little lesson. but probably not. the assholes really never do.
anyhoo, it’s new year’s eve and i’m reminded of one of my ex-boyfriends. he had a crazy dad who gave him three pieces of advice when he was little (before he divorced his mom and left the family…it’s kind of a sad story). they are as follows:
1. smoking cigarettes will eff up a breathalizer, so you should consider taking it up.
2. don’t f*ck the people that you work with.
3. new years eve is for amateurs.
now, i’m not sure about number one because i think that’s just wishful thinking. and i’m a classic example of breaking number two because that’s how i married the hubs. but as for number three….i have to say that’s the best advice i’ve ever heard. and that’s why i’m staying in. the real drunks handle their liquor 364 days of the year. what makes me worry is when suzy suburban and her husband hit the town to throw down a few.
so i’m making martinis and staying in tonight.
dave, thanks for sharing your dad’s advice. it’s invaluable. and to everyone, have a happy new year!