I have a cat.
Like all animal lovers, I am irrational when it comes to my little pumkpin. She is the best thing on four legs, and I love her to bits.
Long story short, I installed a cat flap in my door that works with a magnet on her collar, so that only she can get in and out. (I was sick and tired of coming home to a place that stank of cat spray and seeing other rude cats sitting on her spot in the sun, on my brother's couch, being all happy).
Only problem is, it is magnetic.
She sticks to her food bowl and tips it over. No problem, she has a ceramic one now.
She picks up things in the garden. No problem, they are treasures for me.
She sticks to the pole of my car port. Very funny. Very very funny.
As all cats like to do, she rubs against the pole, especially when she sees me coming home - and rushes out to greet me. Of course, I don't laugh at her - that would be rude, but it is the funniest sight I have seen in a long time - a little pussy cat trying to release herself from a pole that she is stuck to by her magnetic collar. Har har.
And they say cats can't make you laugh.
Monday, September 26, 2005
What the hell do I know?
We all know that any employer will take as much as they can, and abuse any employee as much as possible, but this is ridiculous.
I am now officially working three people's jobs. Okay, maybe two and a half...
My colleague resigned (twice), the first time because she was OVER-stretched. She stayed because she was promised help. She never got it. She was given even more to do. (And they ding me at performance appraisal time for not learning...)
She then resigned again, this time for good. She explaind carefully, using small words to ensure they inderstood what the situation was.
They asked to take over all her work. I am always up for a stretch, but I am already over capacity, and she was doing the work of two people. She has 10 years of experience in this area, I have 6 months.
On a good day, my self esteem is about 3 out of 10 000.
You figure it out.
I am now officially working three people's jobs. Okay, maybe two and a half...
My colleague resigned (twice), the first time because she was OVER-stretched. She stayed because she was promised help. She never got it. She was given even more to do. (And they ding me at performance appraisal time for not learning...)
She then resigned again, this time for good. She explaind carefully, using small words to ensure they inderstood what the situation was.
They asked to take over all her work. I am always up for a stretch, but I am already over capacity, and she was doing the work of two people. She has 10 years of experience in this area, I have 6 months.
On a good day, my self esteem is about 3 out of 10 000.
You figure it out.
no mow eenglish
today's phrase:
I have got it in my bag. (Hell, I always thought it was: "It's in the bag").
But what do I know. The proof of this one is definately in the pudding... sic. or perhaps - sick
Janis out
I have got it in my bag. (Hell, I always thought it was: "It's in the bag").
But what do I know. The proof of this one is definately in the pudding... sic. or perhaps - sick
Janis out
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