February 7, 2001
 
Its been very busy at work this week.  #1Boss is back to calling my name out every 3-5 minutes to ask the same stupid computer questions.

“Why is this printing 2 pages?”  “Why are the page breaks in the wrong place?”  “Why is the font small in that column?”  “How do I move this file to a new folder?” 

It goes on all day long.  We have been using Microsoft Office for almost 3 years now.  You would think he would catch on to it. 

Most days I can tolerate him because, remember, I am the Model Employee.  Happy, spunky, one might even say, perky.  But today, I was none of that.  Its a bad FMS day, a day that I needed to take my cane with me.  Jumping up out of my chair constantly was not a pleasant thing.  But he never sees that.  He just sits behind his desk like Jabba the Hut and shouts out orders.

Anyway, the new “clerk” is scheduled to start on Monday.  However we have just been told that J wants her to start at the same grade that I am at.  I donut know if she is getting a promotion or I have been demoted.  Either way, I'm not happy about it.  I had to work my way up.  I feel like I've been slapped in the face.

But I'm going to be a good little Model Employee.  At least for a while longer.  I have to hang in long enough for the insurance for next mammogram in March.  By that time they should have all the promotions done or the new employee(s) hired. 

When the new clerk or whatever she is going to be gets trained, I wont have anything to do during the day again.  I have pointed this out to #1Boss several times and he simply tells me not to worry about it.  Hell find something for me to do.  Hess acting very strange, like the cat that swallowed the canary.  Ill just have to wait and see how this will unfold.

Weather news: Freezing rain tonight.  Yippee!  My personal favorite precipitation (NOT!).  At the moment its snowing.  Again.  I used to like snow.  I'm getting awfully tired of it this week however.

No more news on Dad.  I'm hoping that no news is good news.  I cant help him at the moment.  Hell, I can barely get out of my own way! 

Time for me to go and check on my Sims family.  Evil person that I am, I've been trying to kill one of them off.  They get lazy and sloppy and annoy me to no end.  That's when I let the game run and hope that they die.  Oh! I just had an idea.  I can create Sims and name them after people that aggravate me(#1Boss) and make them suffer.  I'm bad.  So very, very bad.  It would be like a Sims Voodoo Doll.  I may die and go to Hell for this one.

One year ago today