I had a post up yesterday written while I wasn't in the best of moods, and yet again I deleted it. I should really drop that habit I am picking up. LOL
Yesterday I checked my bank account online to see more than 4 RED numbers. At first I thought it was on the bank, so I'd just go up there this morning and rectify the problem. However, the fault laid on me. This made me even madder cuz I had no one to blame but my daggone self.
As of right now, my front driver side tire has wires coming out of it. I am going to get a used one today at lunch. How? I am a bad mamma jamma.
My coworkers son strongly beleives I need a new starter which is why I am having the issues I am. I am going to get it fixed and all I have to do is buy the part. How? I am a bad mamma jamma.
My supervisor and I sorta kinda in a minor way got into it. I told her she was making a situation harder than it was. Later while we were dealing with something else, she basically called me a know it all in this smart assed sarcastic way. My thing is this...I will never ever call myself a know it all, because I know I don't. But if you (and damn near all my other coworkers) came to me to troubleshoot and solve shit yesterday REPEATEDLY I must know a little something. Why didn't I get all smart assed back? I am a bad mamma jamma and I know my day is coming where I don't need to work here anymore.
Things happen to me and even though it may get me down or frustrate me for a little while, I vent, let the frustration run its course, then get back on top of my game. I am a bad mamma jamma and that's just what I do. With the help of higher powers I am able make stuff I want to happen happen.