...as one pissed off mover
As of right now...I am pissed. Not a normal kind of just 'upset'...no, I'm PISSED.
I found out last week, (along with the other runts) that I would be moving offices. AGAIN. Initially I moved because they're going to take my cubie space and turn it into an office. "Great!" I'm thinking to myself...little did I know.
So, I moved. It was a complete nightmare. Here, where I am currently, I have no space for storage whatsoever and I still can't find things that I origionally moved with me. Somehow, someway though...I have found that I am much less distracted where I am (in the broom closet) and more determined to get things done in a timely basis than I was before.
Well...like in the first paragraph...I find out that I'm moving BACK to where I was before...now in an office! Not a bad idea you say? BAH!!! Just listen to this.
I just found out, that I won't be recieveing new office furniture. I'll get the old shit from the cubie stuffed into an office. Mind you, the cubie's were way oversized so now I won't have room for any of my filing cabinets...I MIGHT have room for a lamp to give me the sense of home that I long for so much while here at work.
GRRRRRRR. Oh, and this woman I work with, she'll be moving across from my new office. Thing is, she got the NEW office furniture and is bitching about it. Well I'm fuckin pissed and I have a god damn right to be pissed. So shut the fuck up woman and get over your little hissy fit.
Okay...I have to bitch to a human now. This blog just aint doing the job. Toodles till next time...I hope I'm much happier.
I found out last week, (along with the other runts) that I would be moving offices. AGAIN. Initially I moved because they're going to take my cubie space and turn it into an office. "Great!" I'm thinking to myself...little did I know.
So, I moved. It was a complete nightmare. Here, where I am currently, I have no space for storage whatsoever and I still can't find things that I origionally moved with me. Somehow, someway though...I have found that I am much less distracted where I am (in the broom closet) and more determined to get things done in a timely basis than I was before.
Well...like in the first paragraph...I find out that I'm moving BACK to where I was before...now in an office! Not a bad idea you say? BAH!!! Just listen to this.
I just found out, that I won't be recieveing new office furniture. I'll get the old shit from the cubie stuffed into an office. Mind you, the cubie's were way oversized so now I won't have room for any of my filing cabinets...I MIGHT have room for a lamp to give me the sense of home that I long for so much while here at work.
GRRRRRRR. Oh, and this woman I work with, she'll be moving across from my new office. Thing is, she got the NEW office furniture and is bitching about it. Well I'm fuckin pissed and I have a god damn right to be pissed. So shut the fuck up woman and get over your little hissy fit.
Okay...I have to bitch to a human now. This blog just aint doing the job. Toodles till next time...I hope I'm much happier.
