SNeaky ass Executive Director

John B our fearless leader is a sneaky mother fucker. Get this, you know I said Lori was out today so there was no one to sneak around the hall checking up on people. THis is usually her job in addition to getting on everyone's nerves. See they have this issue with me on personal calls but they can never catch me. Today, I must have talked on the phone with my friend for 4 hours (Three straight hours) Now if Lori was here, she would have walked past my office 25 times checking to see if she can hear the nature of my conversation. Don't these muther fuckers know I peeped that a long time ago? John does the same thing but he's more obvious. Lori will walk by but come back with mail or papers in her hand. She might even stop by the office across the hall to fuck with Richard. (She can't stand him and you'll hear about him too.) JOhn on the other hand will come whizzing by one way and slow walk coming back. Today, I literally heard that mother fucker stop outside of my door and pause to see if he could hear me talking. So you know me, I just started talking about something that could have sound work related. I think I must have asked my friend something about the baby. One of my client's just had a baby so it could have easily been her and would have been her if he decided to confront me. But I know he won't. Everyone around here looks for someone else to do their dirty work. Like Lori uses Jose to do her dirty work. Jose is the assistant supervisor/Lori's personal ass kisser. He's always defending her and making up excuses for her piss poor attitude. He agrees with everything she says. He's an immigrant and just happy to have a job though. He wants all conflict kept to a minimal but he can get conforntational with his funky ass breath. His office smells like bad dental work. He either has rotting teeth or a bad stomach. He's cool though. A micro-manager but cool and easy to talk to. In my opinion, he should be supervisor and she should be the assistant. He does all the work anyway now I see why he micro-manages. He can't keep up with all the shit he has to do so he thinks no one else can either. They've learned that they don't need to check on me. See I get my work done first and then goof off. They probably only see the goofing off but when they check my work, its ALL in order. I'm not stupid but they are.

Lori's off today

I was happy to come in this morning to find that Lori was in the Rehobeth office today. Our agency has offices in all 3 counties of Delaware. Lori is my bi-polar manic depressive supervisor who gets on eveyone's nerves. No lori means play all day but be prepared when the bitch returns. Someone made the comment that she'll have her whip out tomorrow. SHe loves to rain on someone's parade. No worse than that, she loves to rain on someone's cookout. You know everybody hates a rained out cookout. She is so miserable. Probably because she gets no dick or pussy or whatever she wants. She sits in her office, in the dark surfing the internet all day looking for shopping deals. When she can't get any discounts online, she goes off. (I'm not sure if that's what it is but that's how it seems.) When her lazy ass finally surfaces, its only to tell someone what to do. Who the hell made her superisor. She doesn't have a leadership bone in her body. One of my former co-workers used to say, "She is the laziest bitch in captivity." And its true. Don't get me wrong about Lori, she comes up with good ideas when forced to. She is a team player if there was an "I" in team. And she likes to hoard food. We work for a non-profit agency that services people with HIV/AIDS. We have monthly events for clients and she is always the keeper of the food. If there is anything left over, she wants to wrap it up and save it for another event like its her money being spent. She has a whole bunch of cookies and chips and juice and shit stored behind the chair in her office. She hoards paper towels, paper plates, cups etc. What the fuck is her problem? Now yesterday, I heard she made a comment out the blue about people eating chips out of the food closet. We have a food closet where we provide food for clients on a monthly basis. The food comes for the Delaware food bank and we get grants to pay for it. When the deliver food, they always bring an abundance of chips from Herr's. Herr's seems to donate the chips that don't sell or nobody wants like ketchup chips to the food bank. The food bank in turn gives them away free to the agencies that purchase food. So every month we'll have like 25 boxes of chips. Lori's comment was, "I think JOhn (our executive director whom you'll hear about too) would want us giving those chips to the clients instead of the employees thinking the can just go in there and eat the chips." FIRST OF ALL, WHO THE FUCK WANTS KETCHUP CHIPS OR SOME BULLSHIT ASS JALAPENO KETTLE CHIPS? Like I said, they give us the bullshit no one else buys. The clients, as needy as some of them are don't even want the chips. The last thing I'll say about her because I have to save some for future blogs is, she's always talking about she's a vegeterian and she's on a diet and this and that. She hasn't lost any weight in the 2 years that I've been here. She has one of those Relacore bellys and butts. You know the comercial that says stress causes weight around your belly and bottom. She looks like she's six months pregnant and has never given birth. Anyway, she's always eating healthy and talking about shopping at Trader Joe's but I think when she gets home, she gorges herself. Any time we have anything with meat, she'll say, "Oh I can eat chicken." I've seen this bitch eat more than chicken. She's full of shit.

Movie Play Date

Didn't get a chance to tell you about Friday's escapade with my co-workers. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Darcy drove his own car so I got to sit in the front seat of the Jeep. It was actually pretty cool and I was comfortable. Shrek the Third was o.k. But before the movie, I had to cuss this old ass lady out for being rude. Once in the theatre, I continued to antagonize her until I was satisfied. After the movies, we went to Friendly's. Wasn't as much of a story as I thought it would be but we're supposed to go to SHampoo this Friday so we'll see if I come back with any funnies.

THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY

Today is the Friday before the big holiday weekend. The first official holiday of the summer season, MEMORIAL DAY. Also today begins our off at 1 on Fridays for the summer. Oh Happy Day! Nothing much is going on here. After work, my co-workers and I are going to the movies to see Shrek the Third. How Gay. BUt, so are they. We were supposed to be seeing Spiderman 3 but it starts at 1. Shrek starts at 1:30 and I guess they just want to be doing something. This should be fun? Get this. Brian wants us to ride in his Jeep. Not a Cherokee or Escalade, Land or Range Rover, but a fucking Jeep. Just like you see in the outback riding all over those bumpy roads with mud splashed up on the sides and shit. Top off too. What makes him think I want to climb my fat ass up in that thing and be all scrunched up with my knees and everything else in my chest. Two other people are going with us. Darcy and Wanda. Darcy is 6 feet tall so where do you think he's going to sit. In the fuckin' front right. That means they expect my fat ass to sit in the back. There is no room in those things at all. The two front seats are all the way in the back. I guess if I ride with them, I'll have a story come Tuesday morning. Yes, Tuesday, because we're off on Monday. So, until then.