Entries Tagged as 'Pissing Me Off'

Thursday, February 14th, 2008

The Chocolate Coating Makes It Go Down Easier.

So, Valentine’s Day. That must mean it’s time for a gratuitous bit o’ fluff! The idea is to open up your music library (MP3 player, computer, wherever), and write down the songs that play with “Love” in the title. Lando did 11, I ended up with 15 before I got bored.
The Smiths […]

Tuesday, February 12th, 2008

(like a light bulb)

Why is it that, when I’m under stress, my body decides it’s time to revert to junior high and grow zits the size of Mount Everest?  Seriously.  I have one on the END OF MY NOSE that is making me look like Rudolph the Fucking Red-Nosed Reindeer. 
So what’s the stress about, you ask?  Moving.  Lando […]

Friday, February 1st, 2008

Fat is the new black.

This, unfortunately, is not a joke.
I can’t believe that someone actually believes this is a good idea. Several someones, in fact, since the bill has co-authors. Wonder if they actually wrote this from scratch, or if they just borrowed some old Jim Crow laws and changed “black” or “Negro” to “obese?”
My question […]

Monday, January 14th, 2008

Ee-i-ee-i-o.

So, guess who gets to be on a fucking jury? 
Evidently, the Feds are pretty serious about their jury summonses.  State court (which I managed to only get one of in the 15+ years since I registered to vote), you can call and whine, and they will let you out of it.  Federal court, you better […]

Thursday, January 10th, 2008

The Molehill is the Size of Mount Everest. At Least in My Head, It Is.

I hate it when I go this long without updating, because then I feel like my first entry “back” needs to be all long and involved and tell stories and have pictures and rainbows and unicorns and frosting with sprinkles.  So then I procrastinate more, and don’t finish my half-eaten entries, and it gets more […]

Thursday, September 13th, 2007

The Universe Needs a Concrete Enema.

Two weeks ago, our senior paralegal walked out three days before a trial.  Two of us remained.  The partners, rather than hiring a third paralegal, decided to give the remaining two a secretary, which was actually a very nice thing….no more being a goddamn file clerk.
Today, the other paralegal gave notice.
There are at least 4 […]

Wednesday, August 15th, 2007

Run, Forrest, Run!

Yay for commentary debate!
Just to clarify, though, lest anyone think I am a heartless, cold bitch who hates children and wants them to have more memories of KinderCare than their moms and dads:
I don’t think that kids’ stuff isn’t important.  I do think, though, that if you have a job where there are a lot […]

Tuesday, August 14th, 2007

People Get Paid for This Shit.

 I want to be an advice columnist when I grow up.  Because seriously?  The people doing it now?  Are morons.  Like this chick. From a recent column:
Q: My job is prone to last-minute emergencies.Two other people have the same position as I do. They both have children; I do not. Whenever one of these last-minute […]

Friday, August 10th, 2007

Things That I Do Not Understand.

Why the helpful soul at my office who buys a can of spray air freshener for each of the four stalls in the women’s restroom can’t buy them all the same flavor. It smells like a three-year-old who got into her cheap whore mamma’s perfume stash.

Why the fashion industry wants women to look […]

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007

NUMBER TWO!

I have avoided posting lately, because seriously, work has been sucking.  Every sentence I have started to type has made me sound like I have Tourette’s Syndrome.   There are only so many permutations of “asshole,” “Boss,” “fucknugget,” “piles of paper,” and “shitstick” that you can type before you just start sounding redundant and getting comments […]

Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

Meet Me in St. Louis.

Guess what?  This entry?  It’s going to feature some nice bitching about work!  I’m sure you’re all just SHOCKED. 
I have a hearing next week in
St. Louis.  In and of itself, this is not a horrible thing.  Getting away from this increasingly weird-vibe shithole is somewhat appealing, but leaving at 7:30 Saturday morning for a hearing […]

Thursday, February 1st, 2007

When I Grow Up, I Want to Be Rich and Famous. Or Just Rich Would Do.

I hate everyone at work lately. All of them.
 
 
My supervising paralegal is being a complete bitch and treating me like I’m retarded. There’s no need for that. Some of the things that I have to do right now are things that, because we’d been slow and hadn’t received a bunch of new […]

Thursday, January 25th, 2007

Would You Like a Side of Cranky with That?

Ten things that are currently pissing me off (Pete initiated this trend today, and since I’m feeling cranky but simultaneously incapable of telling an actual beginning-middle-transitions-end story, I thought I would institute as a new, well, that M-word that I fucking think is stupid):
(1)               Ms. Whiny.  I don’t have another actual trial with her till […]

Wednesday, January 17th, 2007

The 8th Circle of Dork.

Amazon, you can kiss my white dimpled ass. The last time I preordered something from you (Harry Potter), it arrived in a special box on my doorstep the day it was released. But evidently, while you will cater and pander to book dorks, you’re leaving video game dorks out in the cold.
I pre-ordered World of […]

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