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2006-02-02 7:10 AM drama at the ranch and BULLSHIT man, it was like a reality TV show here last night.
the regular night guy was 45 minutes late for the sixth time in three weeks. Guido was working second shift, and when the night guy showed sans uniform, Guido told him it wasn't acceptable and to go home. they then went in the back room and proceeded to chew each other out, complete with slamming doors and an expressed sentiment of something like, "Kiss my f*cking ass". ooooweee, i thought it was going to come to blows. well, the night guy refused to leave until the GM was called. he told Guido no one likes him, that he couldn't make the night guy leave. that the other girl that works here shows up sans uniform two days in a row and no one says anythig to her. ( which is true. ) the GM was called and she said yes indeed, dude, you need to go home. you're not doing your job, you're late, and i don't know what's going on with you. whatever it is, if i can help you i will, but for tonight you have got to go home. ( she's a great boss, for real. ) Guido then asked if the girlchild or i could cover his shift tonight. the girlchild flat refused; i said i'll take it. ( i need the hours, and it helps the GM out. ) then he has the nerve to say to us, "You're my star employees. " GAG. he says, you two are top on my list. could i let it go? what do you think? i said yeah, i bet i'm on that list. he laughed, and said not that list. i said, oh, i know what list i'm on, and it ain't the good one. "Oh, yes you are!" he says earnestly. no, Guido, i'm not and that's okay. "Well, you know, you can have confrontation and work things out and still be a star employee." oh, thank god, now i can sleep tonight. dumbass. then i got to hear about how much he disliked having to send an employee home, that he felt bad and he was not happy having to pull rank on someone. the whole time he's telling me this the smarmiest smile played about his fleshy lips ( set in the middle of that gawd-awful goatee ) and the smell of bullshit hit me so strong i almost heaved. he and the night guy do NOT get along, never have, and i bed ole' Guido there had a woodie the whole time he was telling the NG off. *sigh* **** the meeting with the lawyer went well, but holy shit man! you know the charge for this guy? TWO HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVE DOLLARS AN HOUR! yes, you heard me! $295 AN HOUR. are you kidding me?? i don't think GOD makes that much money. i'm still in shock. he said that the case could be settled in two weeks, depending on doctor's visits ( the knight has to see the dr. one more time...well, i'm sure it will be more than once ) etc. so, hopefully things will start to rock and roll and then come to some kind of conclusion. **** olympics in torino, italy! yay! i love watching the olympics. it may be because it's something i could never do...i can't imagine haveing such a burning passion for something so early in life and being able to carry it through to adulthood. there's a lot of sacrifices made by the athlete, their family... it boggles my mind. **** as far as the cindy sheehan thing... words fail me. they really do. can i just say my favorite part of the entire state of the union speech is when the democrats applauded bush when he stated that he couldn't get his social security reforms passed? omg, i fell out LAUGHING. that was sad because it pointed out the split between parties so clearly, yet i was very happy to see the dems have teeth and balls on occasion. it was a priceless moment. and cindy sheehan.... *sigh* there was another woman ( and i believe it was a congressman's wife ) who tried to wear a shirt that proclaimed her support for the troops. they escorted her out, but didn't arrest her even after she started cussing out the officers that escorted her out. why wasn't she arrested like cindy? of course, now they're sorry and say the whole thing never should have happened. that it was a mistake to arrest mrs. sheehan, blah blah blah. i still smell bullshit. chances are, if it smells like bullshit, looks like bullshit, and tastes like bullshit, guess what? IT'S BULLSHIT. **** so there you have your word of the day people....BULLSHIT. go ahead, discuss amongst yourselves. :) Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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