Office Space

So today has been a shitty day at work. I'm sitting here right now with 11 minutes left in the work day and it's absolutely killing me. I had a meeting at 9am this morning that lasted until noon, which wouldn't have been so bad but we have a hard time staying focused and sticking to the agenda. Then I went to lunch and hung around in the main office for a little while. Came back to my office to 6 new voicemails. I usually have one or two, but not six. We have a new person in our office and appearantly someone, not saying it's her, but someone is giving out the wrong information. I've had 3 phone calls this afternoon that did not need to be transfered to me. The callers stated that they were given my number. It's just very frustrating to have to keep passing these people off, not to mention, it's not my job! AGH....everything is coming to a head right now and I'm just about to explode. And the funny thing is, it's all of the sudden. This shit just started culminating and now I feel like my shoulders could break bricks that's how tense they are. Not to mention the fact that when I needed to vent about this no one was to be found. I called and texted about 5 different people and no one has responded yet. I did talk to my boss and he tried to help, but it didn't work all that well.

Speaking of the text I sent, I think I'm gonna have to hang this new guy up. According to Master Greg of "He's Just Not That Into You" fame, this new guy's not into me because he's not calling. He'll send me a random text during the day that says "hey" so when I respond, "hey, what's up?" I get nothing in response. I'm actually kinda bummed about this one cause I really liked him too. I'm about to put a post it note on all of my phones that says "Do Not Call (fill in the blank)" I may even change the greeting message on my phone to say, Don't Call (fill in the blank). I just don't get it. Gilbert says that men say what they mean and women read too much into it. Well, this guy said I want to date you. So shouldn't that mean he wants to date me if I follow what Gilbert says? I'm so confused. I just asked his opinion. He said the guy is scared of me. Ok. Wait a minute, my previous experiences and reading the book, tell me that guys don't get scared. He said he was intimidated by me and didn't want to push me away by calling me a lot. I don't know about this one, but Gilbert said he had to call me right back. I need more information on this one. Stay tuned...

Living in the shadows....

Last night I went to a wedding of one of my sorority sisters. She was one of my new girls when I was new member educator and it was nice seeing her grow and now she's married. All of my girls from that year are getting married left and right and here I am, still single. For the most part, I'm okay with still being single, but there are times when it completely sucks. But that's not the point of this post.

I'm finally putting down on proverbial paper how I feel about a particular situation. I feel like I am living in the shadows of someone very close to me. My face is a lovely shade of green right now and I don't have a problem admitting that I am jealous. I may sound petty but I can't hold this in any longer. I feel like every time the two of us go somewhere, I am overlooked. If we are at a bar, she'll inevitably have guys hitting on her and I just sit there. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm ugly by any means and I'm a funny bitch, so I know I'm not coming off as unapproachable. But it never fails, guys flock to her. It seems our friends are always trying to set her up with guys they know, but they never offer to set me up. I sound like I should be saying "Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!"

Last night is my main reason for bringing all of this up. After the wedding, we headed to a bar in town with the rest of the wedding party and other friends that were at the wedding. Well, there was a guy there who we'll call JB. JB is a very hot guy that we've known for quite some time but not really well. I personally don't know a whole lot about him except for what other people have told me about him. Oddly enough, I get shy around him, because he's that hot and I don't know how to act around super hot guys. They usually don't approach me remember? Another one of our sisters asked me if I wanted her to initiate conversation between JB and me. And of course I was a bit shy, so I got awkward and said "okay" hesitantly. So I turn around and I see my friend talking to JB. It figures. I'm making an assumption here and I'll correct myself if I'm wrong but I think he got her number. Every time I tried to talk to him last night, I turned into the complete opposite of myself. I couldn't think of anything to say and I'm not usually like that.

I tried not to make a big deal about it, so I called my friend Package Man and he knew immediately what was going on. For some reason I tend to call him when this happens. I went to his house for a little while. He talked to me for a while and gave my great hugs like he always does, so I went home. I called the Roommate when I got home last night and I just love him for everything he said. He reminded me that I am a kick ass chick and I don't want those guys who hit on my friend. He said I deserve more than they can offer me. I'm just so tired of being passed over for someone else. I know I have a lot to offer, so why don't men see that?

I started thinking about this more and more last night after I got off of the phone with the Roommate. Every time I've met a guy at the bar, she hasn't been with me. The night with the Professor, she wasn't there. There are a couple other examples that I could give, but I won't go into it right now. It's late and I'm tired. But the bottom line is, I've been feeling this for awhile now and I've never said anything to her about it. I'm sure I won't but there's always the possibility of me getting shitfaced and telling her in my drunkenness one night. I hope it doesn't come to that. For now, it'll just be our little secret.

Tara's Qestions to Ask to Avoid Dating a Douchbag

I got this off of the Coyote Ugly website. Lil, the owner, said one of her Coyotes made this list and gave it to her. She said this should be posted everywhere. I'm just doing my part to educate women! Enjoy! I'm sure my guys will love this too!

TARA'S QUESTIONS TO ASK TO AVOID DATING A DOUCHBAG

1. Do you still live with mother? Having to wipe my ass everyday is a part of life. Having to wipe his ass too is only doubling your chances of getting your hands in SHITT!!

2. What kind of car do you drive? He must drive a nicer car than yours or one equal to it. If not that just means his piece of crap car will always be broken down and guess who becomes the taxi

3. Do you have a checkbook and at least one credit card? If he doesn't that just means he has no credit and eventually he will want you to cosign in order to replace his PIECE OF SHIT CAR!

4. Do you do drugs, or have the need for drugs? Yes antidepressants fall under this category. Loser

5. What type of drunk are you? A grown man taking a piss on the floor of the living room is not exactly material you want to bring home to mom and dad.

6. How long does it take you to get ready? Taking longer than you to get ready means he is one of those pompous asses that will take the rear view mirror from you while you are putting on your makeup to check his hair

7. Have you ever been in jail and for every 10 people in your family is there more than one of them in jail? If the answer is no, follow by asking if you were dating him and he went to jail would he call you to bail him out?

8. At what temperture do you wash your underwear? You might find this question odd, but if he can't answer it you'll find yourself enjoying doing his laundry as well as yours.

9. What do you do for a living? Although the initial thought is materialistic, this question is actually showing you if you will be filling out resumes for a second job because you got stuck paying his bills too.

10. And last but not least the ever so important sex question. How often do you NEED sex? Don't get me wrong sex is great..to want it everyday is onething.. to NEED it is a flashing red sign that says CHEATER!

This is so great! I need to start using this more often!

HAHA I win!

Last night while I was on the phone with the Roommate, I realized something. June 6th was not actually a tie between me and the evil day. My birthday is August 6th, which means that Tuesday marked 2 months until my birthday. So now there's less than 2 months until my birthday. The Yankee knows how I am about my birthday, so the rest of you had better get ready for me to constantly remind you of the fact that my birthday is coming up! One point me, bringing the final score to 3-2, me over evil day! YAY!

If you can't tell this is a picture from last year, my 24th Birthday party. I'm wearing a hat that says "F*ck Off, it's my birthday." That should tell you how I feel about my birthday. So who's in this year???

The Day After

So yesterday was June 6...and I know most of the people I talked to had shitty days, including me. One of my employees called to say his class had been cancelled, a sorority sister's computer went crazy, Hutch's computer crashed and Matthew had a bad day too dealing with the mothers. My day wasn't far from those things either.

I ate in our dining hall yesterday, which under most circumstances isn't a bad thing. Sometimes I even want to eat there, but yesterday sucked. I came home from lunch and had to crash on my couch. I was so sick. I woke up after a short nap and went back to work and still felt bad. I think I'll leave the caf alone for a little while. One point evil day.

I made dinner last night for Karen and Matthew called and said he was coming over too. I tried a new recipe from Rachel Ray's new magazine and it was fabulous. Matthew gave me 5 stars, which meant a lot coming from him. He's a great cook and I'm a novice. One point me.

Now here's where the rest of my day gets weird. I talked to a friend of mine last night that I've missed talking to for quite some time now. Why, you ask, did I not call my friend before now? Who knows, maybe it was pride or maybe I was still hurting from the events that took place between us. Maybe I didn't want my friend knowing I missed them as much as I did. Whatever the reason was, I said somethings to my friend last night that I've been needing to say for months now. And the truth be told, I'm even more confused than I was before. My friend has a way of making me feel many emotions at one time and this person is probably the only person I know that can do this to me. I can be mad, laughing, crying and frustrated all at the same time. And that's basically what last night was like. There are still so many things that I'm mad at this person about, but at the same time, it was so good just to talk to them again. My friend said things to me that melted my heart, but I'm so clueless as to what it all means. I hate being so freakin analytical. I was proud of myself for going to sleep last night and not letting it eat me up inside. I slept fairly well, but this morning it's back on the fore front of my mind again. Tie, evil day and me.

So it looks like maybe yesterday wasn't so bad, considering it's a 2-2 tie between me and the evil day. It's only 11:20 now though, so evil may still be lurking around. I think this is a definitely possibility after reading some of the things that I have read today....

Week in Review

Last week was somewhat crazy so I thought I'd give you few readers a quick recap. Monday was a holiday, thank God! I did absolutely nothing and it was great. Why can't I do that more often??? I must admit though, I was having 24 withdrawls....I can't believe we've got to wait til January to see how Jack Bauer's going to get out of this mess he's in now.

Tuesday sucked at work....I had so much work to catch up on because we were out on Monday. But that night Karen and I decided to head out to the good ole laundromat and wash our comforters. Now this sounds boring, but here comes the highlight....I broke down and called a friend of mine that we'll call the "Roommate." The Roommate had given me his number and I debated about whether or not to call because this could've complicated my life even more. But I did it and I was glad. Turns out we have a lot in common and we're both huge flirts.....

Now Wednesday's where it starts getting interesting....my big sister in my sorority was having surgery in Birmingham at UAB hospital. So I planned to go see her and I printed out the directions for what I thought was the hospital. I had also made dinner plans with this guy I've been talking to (our first date) and I was going to spend the night with my friend Rachel. I left work early after Karen's Employee of the Month ice cream party and headed to Bham....I hate driving in downtown by the way. I made it to downtown and started the left and right turns to what I thought was the hospital. I found a parking deck and pulled in. I called my Big's husband to find out what room she was in and as it turns out, she had just gone into recovery when I got there so it wouldn't be until later that evening that I would be able to see her. I made the decision to head to Rachel's house and just visit the hopsital in the morning.

I should probably back up for a minute....I failed to mention that the date was cancelled, and no I didn't stand him up. He actually had to cancel because of a family emergency and I hope that wasn't his way of letting me down gently.

Anwyay, back to the parking deck. I was trying to pull out and I couldn't find a cashier window to pay and get out. All of the exits were cardholder only exits. So after backing up and turning around many times in the parking deck, I was stuck. I finally ended back at one of the cardholder exits and this lady pulled up behind me. I rolled down my window and said "HOW DO I GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!" She pulled through the other lane, swiped her card and went through the gate. She then got out of her car and ran back to my lane, swipped her card and I was free!!!!! I ended up on the interstate, headed South bound instead of North bound, so I had to turn around. It was during this time that my phone rang and the Yankee, aka the asshole, called and said, "heard you had a nice conversation with my roommate?" I admitted to it and asked him if that was okay with him and to that he replied "psh I don't care." Ok good....noted.

Once I was headed in the right direction, I got stuck in traffic, but I finally made it to Rachel's house. We headed out to Buffalo Wild Wings for beer (for me) and wings. Good times! I closed out the day by talking to the Roommate for about an hour or so. We talked so long that my phone died during the middle of the night...once again, good times!

I woke up Thursday and headed back to downtown Birmingham...yay. Once again, I got lost and couldn't find the hospital so I called my good friend Stephen who went to UAB for med school. I knew he could tell me which way to go. Turns out I was on the Southside and I needed to be on the Northside, or wait....I was on the Northside and needed to be on the Southside. I dunno, but either way, he got me to where I needed to be. I went in, met Jason and headed to Nia's room. Bless her heart, she was in a lot of pain. They ended up giving her an epidural (spelling anyone?) to help with the pain. I was going to go back to work at one, but that didn't happen. I spent the day with her and drove home that afternoon. But, I must say I asked for directions back to the interstate before leaving the hospital. They were right on, thank god! I had a staff meeting that night so I didn't get to relax until about 9:00 that night...and if I'm not mistaken, I talked to the Roommate that night too! ;)

Friday was a good day workwise. I didn't do much but I was able to get caught up on paperwork. As usual, I went to lunch at Jeffersons with the gang and we made plans to go to Tuscaloosa for the Alabama-JSU regional baseball game. We left work early about 3:30 and headed to T-town. Then the skies opened and practically flooded us. We got to Tuscaloosa in plenty of time, but there was a rain delay on the first game. Great. We then decided to eat at Wings, where I got more beer and wings (YAY!) and waited out the rain. The game finally started at 9:30 that night. I was hopeful when JSU scored first, but after the JSU reliever gave up a grandslam, we knew there was no hope. We left after the 7th inning, the score was 8-1 at that point. They ended up beating us 13-1. On a lighter note, South Carolina's game was postponed and they ended up winning both games on Saturday. YAY!!!!

Speaking of Saturday, JSU lost their second game so they were elminated. It sucks but at least they made it to regionals. I had class that morning and a midterm that I didn't really study for. I didn't have time since we got home at like 2:30am. But I managed to kick ass on it anyways! Hooray for me! I had to have my weekly Mexican fix, so I went to Frontera with Karen and Gilbert that night. Margaritas weren't strong enough, go figure, but we had a good time nonetheless. I ended up at Pelhams Saturday night with Matthew and it was good times. That was the biggest bartab I've ever had at Pelhams. But my intent was to get drunk. I know that sounds bad, but I had some drunk dialing to do. Unfortunately, the recipient didn't answer lol....so who knows what secrets could have been revealed. Maybe we'll know one day?!? I ended up at the D'aquisto's going away party and I drank half a bottle of Boones Farm...could I please go back to high school??? I haven't done that in ages, but it was cheap and it did the trick.

Sunday, I woke up feeling surprisingly okay, and then the Roommate called and we talked for about 3 or so hours (after I hung up on him three times on accident lol). Which meant I wasn't able to get a good nap in Sunday, but I'm okay with that. We went to see "The Break Up" that afternoon and I must say it was a really good movie. Vince Vaughn is freakin hilarious and I love the fact that Jennifer Anniston's name in the movie is Brooke. YAY for me! I had been warned that I might not like the ending, but I actually did. I thought it was perfect to be honest. I spent the rest of the night at Karen's house watching Gilbert put her furniture together while she yelled at her dog.

Now I'm back to Monday and classes start today. Yuck...hopefully it won't be too bad. At least it'll be over in 29 days. I know this was long, but lots happened last week. Who knows what'll happen this week. I already got some weird news today, so I hope that's it for the rest of the week.