July 8th, 2010

Pluto close up

Crushed Crush

I've got me a work crush... or, more precisely, I HAD me a work crush. She's this pretty little thing who I work with pretty intensely, so we spend a lot of time together. She has a boyfriend, which sucks (his name is Judd, though... seriously, I feel bad for that poor kid. Judd? WHAT THE HELL? He's not named after Judd Nelson, though... I asked.), but I'm okay with fawning. The other day she was complaining about a bug bite and had me check her neck for the bump. That's how most vampire scenes work. Well, not really with the bug bites, but with the hair being pushed to the side and a clear view of the neck. Good times.

Today she was telling my coworker how she's going out to drink tonight. And with that, the work crush went down like crazy. I'm a very judgmental person, I am. I have extremely rigid standards, I know I do, but I have my reasons. I hate drinking. I hate drunks. I hate all that shit, so, ideally, the person that I would want to in a long term relationship basically needs to not drink. People can argue that maybe they don't drink all the time... but let me tell you, my mom didn't used to drink all the time, and now she's an alcoholic. I don't want that kind of person in my life if I can avoid it. My mother I can't avoid, much as I would like to think otherwise. But this? This is something I can control.

Work is still pretty shitty. Sometimes it's okay, but most of the time it isn't. My boss died a year ago last Friday, so the other boss has been taking it hard and not being around. I get that, I respect that, I mourn too... but then he gets upset with us when things aren't done when he gets back. Stuff that's waiting on him. He has the system in place where he needs to be the person to see everything before it goes out to the customer. Okay, fine. But if he's not around to see it, then we can't send it. We do all we can, and he fails us... yet somehow we're the failures. I don't like my boss in that aspect. I love my boss as a person, I think he's great, but he really needs to understand certain things... like that.

I can't really check a lot of things while I'm at work any more. The HR lady cracked down on a coworker for using myspace. I never use myspace, of course, because I hate shit like that, but even so I don't want to put myself in a position where I could get in trouble. Well, any more trouble than I normally am in.