Constant Scapegoat
I hate to break your spirits but just because you view me as below you doesn’t mean I am. Call me a “bitch” when I call you out on it - I’m not passive! I do not let anyone talk to me like that and no one will. I am sick and tired of people in both my professional and personal lives constantly blaming me when they can’t take the fall for the mistakes they made. Fuck you! I am approaching my 30s and you have the audacity to think that I made it this far in life by fucking up at every turn?! No. Oh, but when I do, sweetie, I know when to admit my wrong(s). So when I call you out on your shit - no matter who you are to me - don’t you dare try to retaliate. Me being a bitch is me being nice, you don’t want to see how I am when I’m pissed!
/rant
(via tb0t)
My “case of the Mondays” is cyclical. I swear it feels like it’s a weekly occurrence. (/flat joke) But seriously, my sleep on Sundays… PPFFTT. What sleep!?
How cute, you’re regulating the worker bees.
Last night, I was attempted to purchase my commuter train ticket with my pre-tax commuter check (now in card form), but I was denied. I tried again with a lower amount and was still denied. I tried calling the third party vendor (TPV) but their offices had closed an hour earlier as they run on Central Standard Time.
I checked my work email from home and saw the excuse as “amount not warranted” or something along those lines. I was confused as I have a incredible high pre-paid amount on my card from my previously monthly contributions and from the days I didn’t come to work either due to vacation, holidays, or sick days.
My first thought was that my management were attempting to fire me and had already started the paperwork, which you may be taken aback by but keep in my mind that my employer is being sued for labor law violations and I am one of the original petitioners. I tried not to analyze it too much and spent the rest of the night in my study session.
This morning I called the TPV on my walk to my commuter train. The rep told me that there was a new federal regulation in place (active the first of this year) that caps the monthly withdrawals at $125. I was perturbed and asked about my previous balance.
“Yes, all [censored] is still on your card.”
“And I can only access it $125/month at a time?”
“Yes, but you can stop contributing until your balance gets closer to zero then restart your monthly deposits.”
Great idea! I’m not being sarcastic - it was a great idea - as I despise the idea of having money taken out of my check for commuting purposes then being told I can’t use it.
My question is why are the feds so concerned about regulated commuter check versus regulating the market, banks, credit bureaus, or the 1%? Seriously, when did my paycheck raise any red flags?
new pet peeve
The abuse of the word “never”: I never heard back from you; You never want to go out; You never return my calls; etc. I believe you need to use the word “didn’t” or “don’t” (depending on context) because if you never heard back from me we wouldn’t have an email chain of correspondence between us; if I never went out I would not have a social life of some sort or have met you; and if I never returned your call you wouldn’t know the sound of my voice.
Seriously, you can say “up til present day, Earth has never been engulfed by the sun” - that’s an appropriate use of the word never.
Hand Holdin’
I have a song I sing to myself at work. It’s to the melody of the “My Buddy” Doll jingle and it goes “hand holdin’ / hand holdin ’ / hand holdin’ by me”.
Awkward Penguin would probably say that
- Me: .... not that anyone cares as I do not have the power I used to in my last department.
- My "nice" manager: No, honey, you got the keys to the kingdom.
- Me: Yeah, 'cause I'm the janitor.
Anatomy vs verb
- Call Center "Supervisor": [The referral pt] ripped through their fibula.
- Me: You can't rip through a fibula - it's a bone.
- CCS: (to another agent) was it their fibula? They ripped through their fibula? (to me) Yeah, they ripped through their fibula.
- Me: You can't rip a bone.
- ......
- Who would think that my on-the-job anatomy [I have retained] would help me this much? Wow. /sarcasm
it’s your voicemail greeting, dumb dumb
Don’t tell me I’ve been calling your house number when it’s clearly not a landline, and you just suck at returning calls. Sometimes “the secretary” is not to blame.

