so...

There was something that I was going to do this week. But I didn't get around to it. Things are like that sometimes...

I sent this off to a new destination:

I hope it is liked ; )

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This was a week of wasted time, I guess.

I was told by one of my co-workers that no one likes me and that I have no friends... so, in real life it felt very ironic to discuss this conversation with my friends and wonder why this person has started to act like the character of an abusive husband in a lifetime movie. You know the cliche: you have no friends, no one likes you, so-in-so said this about you, this is something you did seven years ago (what do you mean you don't remember it clear as day?), whatever you do is wrong, it doesn't matter if our boss told you to do it - because you're doing it then it's wrong, you have your own agenda, you're such a disappointment, I like our other co-worker so much better...

You know, things that are completely inappropriate to say to someone.

I doubt this person knows what my favorite color is, let alone what I really do when I leave work — so making over-arching broad generalizations about me and my life is really phenomenally inappropriate; moreover trying to force the idea that everyone that I've ever worked with has despised or hated me is a just a mean thing to do. Like, really, you sit around in your spare time and call up people I worked with 10 years, 5 years, 8 years, 7 years ago — asking for salacious stories about me? Seriously?

On one hand, the rational part of me that is a college graduate sees this co-worker as trying one of the worst motivational techniques in the world — negative reinforcement. And that same rational part of me knows that people who act like that and say things like that have control issues and often need to take review of their own lives before giving other's a personal review.

It's funny, because the reason I don't spend oodles of time standing around and BSing at work is because I have a home life, and family, and (ironically) friends. I think I spent more time this week pointing out that I wasn't interested in wasting more time discussing this co-worker — the stereotype of the abusive husband from a Lifetime movie.

 So, there, now everyone knows - that according to some person who doesn't really know me - no one likes me. That's why you're reading this on the internet right now, right, because you come here and read these entries to remind yourself of how much you dislike me.

/sarcasm

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In the mean time, I worked on a project, and in the background I caught up on episodes of Episodes, Leverage, Franklin & Bash, and Anger Management, and managed to half pay attention to a Kathy Griffin comedy special... she's not quite as grating as I once thought she was, I guess you never know until something is playing on the tv in the background and you find yourself chuckling at it. Plus, I finally caught part of the Daily Show for the first time in a long time... oh, and I watched a little bit of Hardball with Chris Matthews.

Not unlike how I don't care if I'm the most popular employee at work - because work is about work not about who likes so-in-so - for someone with a party affiliation, I don't watch every god damned second of political talk available on the television. Caring about it would probably drive me mad. I know who I'm voting for come November. I voted for him last time too.

Anyway, have a good weekend. I have a project to work on.