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Work Rant, yet again. I almost shat myself a moment ago...I picked up my voicemail and there was a message from an INVESTIGATOR from the DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE. Yeah. After that little intro I was going OHSHIT OHSHIT OHSHIT!! IT CAN'T BE AN AUDIT BECAUSE THAT'S THE IRS RIGHT? IF THEY WANTED TO REPORT MY WEED THAT WOULD BE RIGHT NEXT DOOR!! WHORING? WHORING? HELL, THE STATE COPS CAN HANDLE THAT! I HAVEN'T SMUGGLED ANYONE (REALLY!) EVEN THOUGH MY FAMILY HAS A HISTORY OF DOING SO! OHWHAT OHWHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO GET A CALL FROM THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT!!! It seems that they wanted to talk to me about living with my ex. Somehow they need to confirm something about living arrangements because he is applying for a government job. I wasn't working at the time. I think we were both on the sub-lease. I don't remember any complaints from anyone else in the house...so I don't know if they are looking for anything bad. I left him a voicemail back, though I did really want to tell him how batshit made me, and told him that I had lived with the asshole and I was a student and things were just ducky, we paid our bills and such. The government really shouldn't phone me though. Dad gave them the number (yeah, I know, it's the government they would find it anyway) and I am half tempted to call him and ask him why didn't he WARN ME!!! FOR CHRISTSSAKE I DO NOT LIKE TO BE SURPRISED BY THE GOVERNMENT CALLING ME AFTER GETTING HOME FROM A SHITTY DAY!! And yes, children the day WAS shitty. Do any of you out there have co-workers that are just fucking lazy ghetto-ass lying bastards? seriously. I got one I gotta work with and he fucking sucks. He doesn't call in. He is constantly late. He doesn't do his job. He lies when really he should just fess up because we already fucking caught him! He ditches responsiblity and I gotta pay for it! Part of my ire is also due to the fact that I never get told this asswipe isn't coming in until I actually get to work. So, for the past two days I have been having to work in Dennison. So I head into the office, get the orders and walk even further (I do walk to work in this shitty weather) across campus in the GODDAMN COLD to do his shit. And when I get to Dennison, which could rival the Frieze building for Most Ghetto-Ass Building with the Shittiest Tech Services EVER!!!, (Frieze wins this though because they don't even have installed video projectos in there) I got to run my ass off for two hours, balancing DVD/TV orders, chasing down shit that should be in his office, and generally getting a workout. By the time the day was set up, I was okay. I wasn't angry. I read about 200 pages in my book while at work but my shitty co-worker still sucks. But of course, they won't fire him. They intimate that they might fire me this morning, because of my 'tude from coming in from the cold (I walk about a mile to work) and having to go back out in it at 8AM AKA THE CRACK OF FUCKING DAWN!!!, but my boss won't do shit about him. He screws up all his work, whatever. He doesn't do his inventory, whatever. He doesn't clean any of his shit, whatever. We can't spare the time to fire him and train someone new...and besides, he's hispanic, he needs a job for his 4 kids by three women (that part ain't a lie either). ARggghh...so work is sucky this week. good news, I have no real homework so at least I can get out and see some sort of awesome indian musical tonight. More Bad News: It looks like my apartment is almost re-leased. one more go around they say for tomorrow but that guy sounds pretty interested. That's okay though, I hope to move on to better things. Daphne |