It’s Complicated
March 27, 2007
So D was bitchy again today. She told me she hated it when I spoke to her like I was her boss. All I did was say “I don’t think you should be on facebook/myspace/email all day,” because I was getting sick of it. We aren’t supposed to be on anything personal. I only break that rule on lunch break, or if I’m doing a mindless task that doesn’t involve my full, undivided attention. And I accomplish things during the day. She doesn’t.
She kept freaking out on the computers and her cell phone and swearing. Another thing we’re supposed to not do is swear, obviously if we’re surrounded by developmentally handicapped people. We don’t want them bringing home words they could get in trouble hearing. Plus it annoys me when people freak out for no reason on material objects. It’s your own fault if something isn’t working properly, so don’t blame it on the computer and call it stupid.
But when it isn’t work related D and I get along pretty good. She bought me McDonalds today, and she’s fun when Sunrise isn’t involved in the picture. But I really don’t like working with her, because like I said she’s rather lazy. Lazy people annoy me.
NB stopped by the office today briefly. We didn’t really talk though because she was busy talking with one of the day program staff - who was probably bitching about OB. OB has already made a lot of changes now that NB’s gone - the whole office thing was her idea, and organizing all the office supplies in the board room was also her idea. That’s a hell of a lot of changes for just a day.
And I really hate cell phone companies. My cell was canceled today, and then put back online with free unlimited local calls. Meaning Nifty can call me and it won’t cost me anything. However, the jerk has yet to do that. Although he said he would call me this morning (but I guess I didn’t get it because my cell was cut off?). I really want to talk to him. I’m feeling some what anxious. It brings back stupid memories of Skid Head (ex-boyfriend) always saying he’d call me and then purposely never doing it, and then when I called Skid Head would get his siblings to say he was out. I clearly don’t care if Skid Head did it, but this is Nifty - whom I really care about. I know he probably isn’t doing it intentionally and is probably out with his friends…but still.
Teenage hormones suck.
March 27th, 2007 at 6:24 pm
< ![CDATA[Yes, teenage hormones do indeed suck.
That’s all I’ve got.]]>