And that isn’t even a joke!!

So, I’ve been struggling a little to blog lately for a number of reasons.  The main one being that work has literally sucked the life out of me!  Why you ask (well if you didn’t I’m going to tell you anyway!)?  Here’s the story…

There’s this woman at work, I’ve spoken about her before, and she has been making my life an absolute misery.  Like you just cannot imagine!!  She came back from long term sick leave just before Christmas (having had 6 months off with “stress” and also claiming to have been bullied by management – I would have sympathy if there was even the tiniest shred of truth in this) with a list of demands and one of those was that she wanted my job.  And she got it.  That’s why I got the new job, sort of.

Anyhoo, it’s not just my life that she’s been making unbearable…it’s literally everyone in our section of the department I work in.  She’s the sort of person who you can’t talk to in case you say the wrong thing, but if you don’t talk to her she’ll complain about you.  She’s also a little crazy in that one minute she’s over the top happy and boisterous and the next she’s flying off the handle at the smallest thing, and not even in a bipolar way!

She took over my job (when I started the new one) 2 weeks ago.  In 2 weeks she has had 3 complaints made against her, had numerous arguments over the telephone and caused an unmeasurable about of stress and anxiety for those still working with her.  She’s also try to get me into trouble over many many things, mostly fabricated, to cover up mistakes she has been making.  All in just 2 weeks!  Hopefully you can imagine how horrible this would be!

Our management have been working with Human Resources to accommodate her / get her out!  Yes, bizarre, I know.  She’s the sort of person who knows every rule in the book and every sneaky thing to get her out of sticky situations…so she’s very difficult to deal with.  She also lies, but isn’t a good liar because she forgets things that she’s said!

At lunchtime today, after another bad day with her yesterday (she’d caused multiple problems before 9:30 yesterday morning), our managers phone rang (her office is opposite mine) and she let out a scream of delight, I kid you not, and ran out to tell us that the woman will be leaving on Thursday…and not of her own choice!

It might sound horrible but I cannot even describe to you how relieved I feel.  The past 2 weeks I have gone to work and almost every morning felt sick with anxiety, so much so I was convinced I was going to get a stress ulcer because I just didn’t know what to expect when I arrived or how she was going to be.  I have never known one person to cause so many problems and such tension in an office.

So, I’m sorry for neglecting the bloggety blog….but now that I’m feeling happier I hope to be back with you!! x

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I woke up at 3:30 this morning midway through a dream where I was playing a lifesize game of Super Mario (there were flying turtles and mushrooms and everything – pretty awesome dream) with a guy I’ve not seen in years and it was just like playing lifesize Super Mario (did I forget to mention it was at Disneyland?) was totally normal and something we do all the freakin time!!

my subconscious freaks me out sometimes. it’s that simple!

so I completely get the Disney Land reference, subconscious (can I call you sub? it’s easier to type on an iPhone!). so yeah I get it…it was from watching either How I Met Your Mother or Glee or something last night….they made a DL reference and it clearly sunk in (so much so that I don’t even remember which show!!). Sub, I also get that you’re telling me I’m playing far far far too much Super Mario on the Wii (but seriously, it’s just so good and the dinosaurs / Yoshi is adorable and I want a real life one!!).

what I don’t get, little mind of mine, is the guy reference! it’s a guy I used to hang out with when I was maybe 19 or 20. he was only 16, I remember that much. in all fairness he was the most awesome nearly-4-years-younger-than-me 16 year old I knew, but was 4 years younger all the same. am I digging myself a hole here, Sub? I don’t like younger boys, lets not get any crazy ideas!

so, we used to hang out, with a group of mutual friends, and by “hang out” I mean we’d get drunk, party in bars and clubs, and generally have a great time (yes, they do start early and very underage here).

anyhoo, in said dream, 20-something-year-old-awesome-16-year-old had fallen out with his best friend (who was also his best friend when he was awesome-16-year-old and who I might have attempted to date when I was an equally awesome 19/20 year old bundle of boobs and awesome! don’t judge!). he was telling me this whilst we were bashing question mark boxes with our heads and trying not to jump on turtles more than once because they’d run us over. totally normal!

they’d fallen out because awesome-16-year-old’s 16 year old bff, but the 20-something version, had been sleezing on to his “women”. yeah, he totally said it like that in the dream. I tried giving him advice like “opening a can of whoop ass” and something about a “smack down”, but we should really just accept that I’m British and that can of whoop ass would be opened politely and when you’re opening a tin of posterior it doesn’t really have the same effect, nor does a “pat down”! this us clearly neither here nor there!

so I woke up and was all WTF, Sub???  admittedly, awesome-16-year-old was awesome, but why am I dreaming about him?? in general I’m pretty good at linking my dreams with things that have gone on in reality, but this? I have no clue! perhaps it’s telling me I’ve slacked out on Facebook stalking lately and should get on to awesome-16-year-old’s profile. or maybe, Sub, you’re trying to tell me to avoid Vimto at midnight?? or maybe just to quit the Mario because it messes with my “good” dreams (wink wink nudge nudge), you know, where it’s just me and Chuck Bass….alone!!

but now I’m concerned that I might be psychic and something bad has happened, damn you, Sub!! you see, awesome-16-year old is now a marine (I might have the wrong armed force there, but I’m pretty sure that’s right), and not a 16 year old marine, and last I heard was out in one of those bad ass countries. and by “bad ass” I mean bad ass the night after a curry and 15 cans of Red Bull, not “bad ass” as in awesomely-awesome.

ok, Sub, I give in and shall hit Facebook (and make sure awesome-16-year-old is being bad ass (read: awesome) in said bad ass (read: curry and Red Bull) country!!

or maybe it was some Chica that was talking about Facebook to me and you’re actually really clever, Sub, because you made me thunk the dream was about awesome-16-year-old when really it was about Facebook?no? too far fetched? ok.

bless awesome-16-year-old! he’s still 16 in my mind, so he can’t be dating just yet anyway!

just so you know, i’ve not gone all ungrammatically correct on you! iPhones don’t do the auto capitalisation on the Wordpress app (yeah, there’s even an app for that) and I really can’t be bothered to do that myself…it’s difficult enough to correct “dong” to “don’t” everytime, which makes you wonder who i’m typing “dong” to…a lot!

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