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Part of why I've been kind of discombobulated lately is that I've had to punch a clock to keep the movement going and it's worse than before I decided to go into business for myself.  Thank goodness my debt is actually small (less than $2K) so it's managable and I have other projects that fill in the $ gaps.

Anyhoo,  I went on an assignment for a very large (worldwide) company that, according to the equally large agency that placed me, had a lot of office drama.  From my past experience, when the middleman says a client has drama that usually equals corruption (money, morals or a combo of the two) and it's not wise to go beyond the call of duty.  Of course, once I got over my major $ hump, I began to focus less on this place and actually looked forward to the day that it would end.  When I asked myself why I felt this way, I made a mental list that went like this -

1. The finance department is waaaay too ghetto (even check cashing places have a policy and procedures manual).
2. Way too much time was spent socializing and not working which is why overtime became mandatory at month-end close.
3. My five foot tall supervisor looks like a damn cartoon and has a serious Napoleon complex.

He reminded me of a Ken doll because of his height and boy-like body shape (I'm 5'7 and not exactly petite, for those of you who may wonder and sometimes wear shoes that put me closer to 5'10) but I was brought up to not judge or be biased when it came to respect.  I knew he had his favorites and since I've never been the type to "work" on being popular, I would never be part of the clique.  One person that I did have great respect for (until she told me that my life would be better if I joined a sorority) because she seemed to have a strong sense of self but then a couple of weeks into it, I realized that she was just country and liked to talk really loud (no disrespect to my Southern fans, I may be one of you soon).  I mention her because most everyone else just seemed to be kind of mindless and without common sense to save their lives while "Milhouse" just seemed to give orders (a lot of them without logic or without being written down on company stationery) while being the main force behind weekly turnover in the dept.  The favoritism came into play when this lady took a 1-week vacay after being on the job less than 2 months.  Before anyone reading this decides to sue me for slander, I want to proclaim that I never witnessed an act that was sexual and I am not using this blog promote any rumors of such. 

OK, now with disclaimers out of the way I wondered what justifies time off and why are the worst (no English speaking, no attention to details, lazy and gossipy) workers not getting publicly pulled aside and why do they keep their jobs while everyone else keeps getting the ax.  Like I mentioned in the disclaimer, there were rumors of sexual favors with "Milhouse" in exchange for job security.  Like implied in the Simpsons, "Milhouse" is gay and one of the employees weak-ass links mentioned above made no secret of his gayness or when and where he was going to meet someone at an out of the way motel (but never said if it was the boss man);not only was the female mentioned part of the rumor, which I initially thought was sad, there was a pattern after her so-called, "much needed vacay".  For every evening that she worked "overtime", she would show up the next day wearing a Tina Turner wig.  Now, I'm not hating on anyone who needs a little something to be presentable and we all know bad hair days are about as normal as going on a chocolate binge but one, this is not 1984 and two, she always made a comment about the damn thing and referred to it as her "Chaka Khan" look.  For those of you into ol'school R&B like me know Ms.Stevens can wear a wig but sticking straight out like you slept in it three times is not the lick, especially in a corporate environment. 


Why not come to work in neon orange, Bedazzler-style, platform sandals?