Stuff

I am still frustrated about the potty thing. Pooka had TWO accidents at daycare. I took Insanely Sane's advice and made her keep her wet pants and panties on on the way home. She didn't like that at all. Get home and she goes again in the wet pants. In effort to not get mad, I called the big dog on her......her father. They spoke but it really looked like she toned him out. I told her to clean herself up and she goes to the bathroom to make a solid *I guess finishing what she started in her pants* I clapped cheered dance and sung, she laughed her butt off. She cleaned herself up and I praised and praised. She got clean and put on her bed clothes. I told her if she could continue to use the bathroom everytime she had to go, mommy would buy her fish again for her fish tank. She seemed real hype about that idea....so hype that she wet herself an hour later. I then called the big big dog...her favorite grandma *my mom* and they had a talk.
I consider myself a patient person, but it's only been about 2 weeks and I am going coo coo.

Today was Mainhaters fourth and final retirement party. Her last day is tomorrow. As much as Mainhater has gotten on my nerves and had kept my name in her mouth. I must admit, things are not going to be the same without her. The one thing that I can truly respect about Mainhater is that she truly kept it real. She treats every and anybody the exact same way. I think that's why she had 4 retirement parties, folks happy she's leaving! LOL But nah, I will miss her. Only 2 people applied for her position, a coworker in my office and an ex temp from our office that got hired permanent in another divison, the one I used to make reference to as Will. He was the Will to my Grace. My personal opinion is that Will will get the job. There are a lot of pros and cons to him getting this position. My coworker only applied for the job because no one else wanted to get it because it was the same paygrade. The only difference was your job title was Chief so and so vs. so and so like me and a few other folks. I think the higher ups added chief to the newly opened position because Mainhater has been working there for so long and she knew a lot. I found myself going to her on a few occasions when I was stuck on something.

Anyways, this last party was the HUGE one. She is a diehard NC State fan so her party was organized like a tailgate party. It was even arranged that the actual wolf mascot came! She was so excited. What was even funnier was realizing that grown people are scared of costumed things like some children are. I mean really scared! There was an ex coworker who came to the party and one of our temps who had a pure-tee-fit when the wolf came in! I never seen anything like it. While we where eating the wolf came and sat down next to the temp who don't like costumed creatures, not knowing her phobia, and was playing with her. She closed her eyes and was taking like a champ for a second. You could see in her face she was saying "okay, go away...go away" then she started shaking and she got up to leave. The wolf got up and blocked the door being funny. Why my girl take off her earrings?!!!! Even tho' the guy in the suit was a young white guy (he took his costume off eventually) he knew that she was really about to get bout it, and moved out her way. Watching that really made my day. It was tooo funny and the fact that she was about to get crunk on dude made it that much funnier!

After the crowd left, everything was cleaned up and the office was back to normal. I went to the restroom. When I walked out I heard a sniffle as if someone was crying. I peeped into the room it came from and the light was off. Then I heard the sound again. I walked into the room and saw my coworker, who applied for Mainhater's job, crying. Naturally I gave her a hug and asked her if she needed me to do something for her. I intentionally didn't ask what was wrong because people are always coming to me to tell me about what's going on with them and I really didn't feel like counseling but I wasn't gonna leave her crying like that. She started to vent. Her venting got disturbed cuz my boss's boss, he said a meeting was bout to take place in the room we were in so we went to my office and shut the door and she started to finish her vent. In the middle of the vent and tears my supervisor comes in to tell me I need to be apart of this meeting *eyeroll* so anyways. She tells me what the deal is. Without giving too much of her business away, do to hearsay within the office that got into the ears of the higher ups, instead of having a every 6 month review which is the norm, she will have one every 3 months. Which is effed up! I already knew they where looking at us, but to single her out like that is jacked up! I would have shed a tear myself.

I know that an office will be an office and there is always something that's gonna be said about everybody. But that stuff don't matter because the folks that are on your level or lower don't have a say about whether you continue to have a job. Their opinions don't really mean nothing. But when the important people get a bug in their ear, it's trouble! So I have been doing better. Yes, I still read blogs at work, yes, I conduct email conversations. But I cut the time that I partake in these activities drastically! I already posted that I don't have time to be unemployed! Gov't employment is hard to get fired from, but it does happen if the right people give the word! I already got one meeting called on me a while back cuz they thought I was doing school work during work time, even though I was blogging, LOL. I don't need another one!

Flashforward to about an hour ago. I am online reading the blogs I missed and catching the comments on ones that I hit at work when I get an IM from Redbone. Through the BS I manage to translate can I come over tonite. I won't front, I actually gave it a thought. But I vowed that I would never see him again after that one night in '05. I blogged about it after it happened but I am too lazy to find it. Basically we had a night that went so wrong I left mostly dressed and went to LAL's in tears. LAL earned sooo many brownie points wit me that night cuz even after I told him what happened and him knowing that just 15 minutes earlier another man was on top in me, he held me on the couch, played with my ears, and listened. Speaking of LAL, he offline messaged me a bible verse. This kinda threw me. What was he trying to say? Shoot, he reads my blog.....WHAT CHU TRYING TO SAY? I mean your voicemail is full so what's up? I need love? I need Jesus? What's the message? So anyways, I bring that night back into the remembrance of Redbone and he is still using the same ole lines. I mean they didn't work the first 3/4 times you used them "I've changed""I'm a new man""I don't do those things no more""I just want to be your friend" blah blah blah*smirk* what and ever! He just kept typing away...even buzzed me when I stopped responding. How many times can I type that I am not interested in having sex with you or interested in all your overused BS? The last time we had an IM conversation *cuz I never pick up the phone when he calls* I broke it down in elementary terms and I thought that was that. Apparently it ain't.

I wish I could say that I put it on him so good that he gotta check on a sista from time to time even tho' she clowned the bedroom skills. But I didn't. The only reason we kicked it as long as we did was because he was FINEEEEEEE! I mean oooooweee fine and I don't get many men like that to approach me. So it was mostly a trophy oh look who I'm with type thing. Plus the fact we grew up in nearby neighborhoods up north. I mean, his tongue was good and everything don't get me wrong, but I'll put it this way. I have a normal gag reflex and he has NEVER triggered it.

It's past my bedtime.