Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Now that is one FUGLY tree
Exercise: None. I had a really late night last night and ended up taking a short nap instead.
Tonight when I was coming home from work, I noticed this "Christmas tree" someone had put out on their front lawn. It was made from those big econo sized plastic detergent bottles and wrapped in lights. I'm not sure why I never noticed this tree before. I can only guess it's because every other time I have passed by it has been dark or it's because I didn't go out much over the last couple of weeks I was off work (at least not traveling in that direction). Now that I have seen it in daylight, I can honestly say it is something that should only be viewed at night because by day it looks like a waste heap you would find in some trailer park on the bad side of town. Yep, it's most certainly one FUGLY tree.
Tonight is Project Runway night. Six words - WHERE DO THEY FIND THESE PEOPLE??? The designers were given the assignment of making a garment for Nikki Hilton (GAG). It's what, four weeks into this show and I'm still really not feeling the talent. If that isn't bad enough, the designers act like such children - YICK.
And now for something completely different.....
Why is it that some people just can't step up to the plate to give someone the help they have asked for? One of my regional managers submitted bills I had to be paid. When the check was cut, it was sent directly to the lock box rather than coming to me first so I could copy it. In order to file the bills properly, I need a copy of the check as back up so I emailed the regional and asked if he could get me one. He shot a message back saying that one of my co-workers should have it. Well, I knew that she didn't because she has nothing to do with the checks so I asked her if she could give me a name of a contact I might be able to get the copy from. She did. I contacted that person and she wanted all this information I didn't have in order to find the stupid thing. Unbelievable she couldn't just use a simple invoice number to cross reference it. I then went back to the regional thinking that since he set the payment up, he could give me the information this woman needed. Stupid me. Just like before he passed the buck back to someone that didn't play any part in it and washed his hands of it. *eyes are rolling 100mph by this time* Thankfully, one of my co-workers who I thought would probably be a long shot (the one I like to think of as my second mom on this side of the pond) came through for me. At least there are a few out there still willing to go that extra mile. :)
Otay kiddies, I's be off now.
Til next time.....
Knocked Off By The Fashion Diva
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