Whining Whining Whining
I’m not apologizing for the whining I will be doing in this post.
On Saturday, I found 3 pairs of shoes that looked cool, hip, whatever. So I ask to see them in size 11 (my shoe size). You can imagine the look on my face when after waiting for the saleperson to get the shoes they tell me, “Sorry, the closest size we have is 10 or 12.” AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Yesterday, we had a consolidated birthday celebration for several of my aunts and uncles. On the menu was Korean-style bacon (which smells bad and is gross looking) and Korean style BBQ ribs (I hate rib meat). That relegated me to salad and sorbet. Nevermind my entire family knows I hate rib meat. Eh. Whatever. I had that greasy tamale last night so I guess it was ok in the end.
This morning, the facilities manager informed us that he was switching our(Accounting’s) conference table with Engineering’s. Once we bought our table about a year ago, Engineering decided they wanted the same one. IKEA phased out that style and Engineering since has not been able to find a table. So it looks like the VP of Engineering has decided to pull a switcheroo.
Now it took us 3 months to find our table. We went during our lunch breaks trying to find a table that was within our budget. Conference tables are fucking expensive, however we managed to get a good one at IKEA for cheap. If Engineering can’t get off their lazy asses to buy a fucking table, why the fuck should we be punished? Although the CFO says that he’ll get us a new table, none of us want to go through the whole ordeal of shopping for a table. Fuck that shit! Grrrrrrrrrr….
Ok. I think I got everything off of my chest now. You may continue through your day.
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