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He is the entire light of my life. He makes me want to be more spiritual again. Because how can a God not exist after witnessing the miracle of life and watching this sweet boy grow up (so fast!). Not that I ever stopped believing but my faith has fizzled. With my son.. I feel more connected.

My chunky boy laughs all the time, and smiles at everyone. He loves his family. Me, my husband, my parents. Its great. He is beginning to discover the animals and he is thoroughly entertained by the dogs.

Bimbos ask me "how do i do this?" I tell them to read the work instruction (a) they have been here long enough that we dont need to hold their hands any more and (b) they have done these tasks before but apparently dont take notes or ever remember anything. (Also funny enough, when i interviewed both these chicks i asked how they learned best. They said they preferred reading work instruction if available. I know interviews are just bullshit and fake it til you make but god at least i back my bs up. These losers are beyond frustrating. I will probably be jaded in interviews for the rest of my life thanks to these two asses).

They tell me "i skimmed over the instructions but couldnt find the answer and it is quicker to ask you."

See points above. No. READ the instruction. I wrote them up I know everything pertinent is in there. Ugh. It is beyond infuriating.

And there is a lot going on now, as there was a restructure of our organization. I literally do not have time to walk them through simple tasks anymore. I am doing the work of two jobs (my new and old) and the fact that these two nimrods havent been fired and things are only going to get more difficult scares me. They will bring down my team. Thats on my boss i guess though, as he has been told repeatedly how terrible these people are at the job at hand.

To push the point further... we had a meeting today. At big organizational meetings, there are usually snacks and such. This was a smaller team meeting. Miss bitch asks "where are the refreshments?"

Without skipping a beat a coworker and I begin describing the kitchen down the hallway where there are cups and a soda machine, go help herself.

And of course this happens at end of quarter.

So instead of having to log pto weekly, i am trying to just move my hours around..

There isnt much to do on the weekends.. and today one of the girls i dont like messaged me and basically told me to fuck off. Understandable.. i am taking some of her tasks i guess so she is more bored. Or maybe she thinks i am trying to make her look bad by completing tasks she hasnt got to yet?

Ultimately I still feel like I am trying to get back in the swing of things at work. I still feel rusty here and there on tasks.

Today I ask my senior for a bit of guidance on an uncommon task. "Just give me the basic run down. I get most of what I need to do, just want to bounce ideas around. I wont mess it up."

What do I do? Go ahead and mess it up.

I have a couple more ideas I plan on testing out to try and correct the damn problem..before I confess my screw up, but what goes around comes around and all my shit talking is coming back to bite me in the ass.

Im sucking up what i can through his nose.. i dont see the mucus, only hear it. And i know when i am suctioning his nose i am bringing it up from his throat and such. Which of course he hates.

And i never clear it all, so after all the fighting and crying, there is still mucus!

That isnt funny. And that reinforces the fact that you shouldnt have this job, and confirms with me that we are right in not allowing her more permissions than she already has.

Good thing this wasnt anything in our databases.

There is so much more to the world than just what you 'see' reblogged/retweeted/shared.

Some people post such ridiculous things. And others believe them for whatever reason. Critical thinking out the window.

My team I am currently on will still exist... but joined up with another team. We will all report to one manager (my current manager).

However, I am apparently moving from my small team to the other half of the team.. kind of hard to explain.. but it sounds like I am essentially 'leaving' my team.. while still being in the team.

There are 4 of us that are pretty close (and then the 2 other dumbasses we/I cant stand). And we are joining up with at least 7 people on another team (becoming "one"). I am joining these other people, more or less.

We call ourselves the "quad pod" and I am sad our little 4 pack is breaking up. It sounds like the 3 of them are staying together ... now I am a little excited for this new chapter in our department.. I am hoping it opens lots of opportunity.. but man it sucks to be the odd one out, too..

Beer increases my supply.