Still here

I'm still here, folks! The job I applied for went to someone else. I guess. I didn't hear back and they have taken the posting down. Guess the recession has made it to where employers don't have to be courteous. Oh well. There will be other job openings!

I'm posting also to say that Mini-Bleh is back in the office. This kid has to come by every day to see "mommie" and dish. When I started college, the LAST thing I wanted to do was hang out with my mother. It's called "Leaving the Nest" and everyone does it. Well, everyone except Mini-Bleh who goes to college in the same town her mom works in and stops in all the f*cking time!

But I digress. Fall is in full-swing, the trees have turned color, and next week promises work holidays and good food. And yes, a break from Bleh. That's what I'll be most thankful for.

The kid

Bleh brought her daughter to work today. I guess the local schools are out for the holidays?? Dunno. Regardless, the kid is here, and yapping, whispering, and general disruptions are my treat today. Oh. Joy.

I wish the Supervisor would say/do something, but she doesn't seem to notice that the kid is even here. This is not a daycare. Unfortunately I can't say anything because then there will be a big blow-up of "Why can't my daughter be here? She's not hurting anyone! Whine whine whine!" and no one to back me up. Why do I have to be the bad guy? I'm not the one disturbing the office.

Bleh really does think she deserves special privileges. And since there is no god, she gets them.

Hey Everybody! It's whispering time again!

Bleh's daughter is upset about something. She's been in and out of the office all day, so has The Son. Daughter huffed off to the bathroom, then went to the water cooler when she came out. Bleh went over to her, bent down, and asked her in a loud whisper, "What's the matter?"

Whispering AND Bleh's big ass in the air. Geez, whatever did I do to deserve all this?

Now Bleh and The Daughter are leaving the office to go chat about their feelings or something. Jesus! Why aren't the kids over at The Husband's office today?

"Fax my lab results please"

Apparently Bleh got some labwork done. She's called her doctor twice this morning to find out what's going on. For some reason they can't tell her the results over the phone, they have to mail it. Bleh is impatient, so she asked them to fax it. I'll bet you five dollars it's a diagram for how to dislodge a mega-wedgie.

Whoop-tee-doo.

Oh, and The Daughter has been here twice this week. I'm sure we'll get a look at her today too. Yesterday was quite odd -- Bleh and The Daughter would whisper to each other, but loudly, so I could still hear everything they said. Talk about passive-aggressive!

UPDATE: Thanks to her penchant for loud personal calls, I learned Bleh has mild hyperthyroidism. Who would have guessed? My expert opinion is that she's just really lame.