Thursday, September 11, 2008

2008 Day Two Hundred Fifty Four



On my third day of the new job, they fired the gal who shared my office. I felt bad for her because she did not know it was going to happen that day. I guess there has been on-going problems for months, maybe even years that led up to that. She worked for the company for 15 years. Because of her firing I attended my first staff meeting. Because of the upheaval and more work to spread amonst the staff they are treating us to lunch today at Clinkerdaggers one of the nicest restaurants in town. Worked liked crazy for the rest of the day.

Are we all getting sick of hearing Sarah Palin? She reminds of a yapping rat terrier. So annoying!

5 comments:

kkryno said...

I'm pretty much stuck with her either way as she is governor of this lovely state. I'm starting to get crappy-info-overload now. My mind is feeling alot like my stomach does on Thanksgiving Day.
I will have to use more discretion as to what I feed my brain until November. I hope work smoothes out for you so you can enjoy your weekend.

Christina said...

Why was she fired?

DCup said...

I hope things will smooth out for you, too. I find myself tuning out the Palin stuff now. The messages I want to hear repeated use John McCain's name.

John McCain thinks you're stupid.
John McCain is dangerous.

peppylady said...

I was wondering why you haven't been around.
But I'm sorry to hear that you where ill.

It seem strange some one working for a company for 15 years to get fired.

The more I hear about Palin. I still don't know why McInsane asked her to be his running mate. The only thing I can figure out is that McInsane can't get the Christen right votes with out her.
Some of the things she says is actual scary.
The war in middle east she consider it "gods war" people like that scares me.

I'll shut up and get off my soap box.

The coffee is on.

Betty said...

That woman must have done something awful to have been fired after 15 years with the Company. Wow!!

I hope you are feeling much, much better by the time you read this.

Hugs,
Betty