Where Do I Start?

Well, a lot of things has been going on! In the beginning of week there was the Pizzera Uno's debacle. Last night, I went to a club and there was drama at the parking garage. They lost my ticket so we had to wait until they "found" my car. Fifthteen to twenty minutes later they "found" my car and of course I didn't even notice until this morning that my driver's side view mirror is completely gone! SHIT! Now, I am crossing the fingers that the parking garage is going to pay for the shit (HA! Fatchance!) and my insurance company will pay for all or most of the damage (If I'm lucky...). To tell you the truth, the night did not start off that great in the first place. I lost twenty dollars and my friend had a beer spilled all over her eventually cutting the night short. On a positive note, I had my eye on this cute guy all night and finally mustered enough courage to ask him to dance and I got his number before I left. So, all was not lost last night in the Illadel...we'll see how this will work out.

On other news...

Drama is brewing at the work place, i.e. plantation. Mr. Playa-Mac Daddy-Pretty Boy got a promotion to another department after only being with our company for six months. Hmmmm, I guess if I kiss the right people's ass and bullshit my way through everything, maybe, JUST MAYBE, I will be promoted to a supervisory position with absolutely NO EXPERIENCE! Sounds like a viable career path, don't cha think? Maybe, I will be chosen over well qualified candidates just because I'm attractive and the managers of that department will think I will look sexy just sitting there in my new office with no clue on how to do my job! Oh, no, honey, you don't have to do a thing...just sit there and look pretty! Hmph, must be nice. I swear Mr. Playa-Mac Daddy-Pretty Boy is a male equivalent of a very attractive unqualified woman who is just hired for "eye candy" who sits there at her desk on display so men can gawk at her all day. If this isn't a text book example of "office politics" then I don't know what is!

One day it will all catch up with Mr. Paychecks and Pussy. I get a feeling that some of his coworkers will not be so receptive to him when he finally makes the transition into his new gig. He survived on being a good talker this long, but why talk a big game if you can't back it up? I feel bad for the people who have to work for him because that department is going to go to hell in a handbasket! Oh, well, at least he is out of my department and I don't have to work with his lazy ass anymore! YES!!!