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Praise The Flying Spaghetti Monster!

The rent is due and I still have to give my son his regular allowance. Besides that, I owe him for some extra chores he’s been doing so he can buy a new computer monitor. He works very hard and I’m not going to hold out on him just because money is tight this week.

Anyway, I was counting money and planning the budget and starting to get a little bummed out, when I suddenly remembered stashing a one hundred dollar bill in a drawer in my bedroom a while back. I wasn’t completely sure about this (age catching up on me, I guess) but when I went to check, it was there!

Praise the almighty Flying Spaghetti Monster and all his noodly goodness!

A hundred bucks doesn’t go nearly as far as it used to, but it will definitely make things a little more comfortable until I get paid again next week. And think of all the pasta I can buy!

RAmen!


Bits and Bobs

Work is still going well. I’m not sure why, but my bosses seem to think the sun shines out of my arse. Every week when I’m getting ready to leave for the office to turn in work and generally make an appearance, I start to feel anxious like something terrible is going to happen. I know this is completely irrational; everything always goes very well. They always tell me what a wonderful job I’m doing, thank me profusely as if I’m doing them some kind of huge favor, and then hand me a paycheck. I wonder if I’ll ever get over the anxiety.

That reminds me of something else I’m planning to blog about soon:

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This and That

So the work-at-home gig is going well. I haven’t actually worked in the nude yet, although I do spend most of the day in my pajamas. The most unexpected thing about this new arrangement is the fact that I feel slightly guilty about it. I know I’m doing the work correctly, but it just seems too easy; too relaxed. I keep thinking how odd it is that I’m actually being paid for it.

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A Trust Issue

You’re going to hear me ramble on quite a bit about work, and the crap that goes on in my office. Don’t get me wrong; I enjoy the work itself. I just hate the crap that goes on there and feel that most members of management could do with a lesson or two in dealing with people. And possibly a swift kick in the butt as well.

It’s difficult to find a starting place for this category, so I’ve decided to vent about the most recent thing that really got under my skin. It’s also one of the more disturbing things I’ve experienced since I’ve worked there (just three months so far, by the way).

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