Good news is there was a large sum of money deposited into my bank account over night. I was able to pay off July's rent and pre-pay August's. Woot!
Other good news (at least it makes me giggle) - called Sgt. ButtNugget again, since he never called me back yesterday. Very polite lady answered the phone and told me he was out, would I like to leave a message?
"Yes, I would. This is Mrs. Miah DH and ..."
"Please hold."
"Hello, this Sgt. First Class SlightlyMoreHelpful. What can I do for you Mrs. DH?"
They so totally know me by name now. And they ph3ar me. (I've always wanted to type that)
Thirty days and I've already moved up to Sgt. First Class. By the time DH gets done with his enlistment I'll be talking to Generals.
Also, I'm waiting (much like a predator waiting for the small tasty thing to poke its head out of a hole) for GraphicsArt Asshat to step out of line at work. My goal is to make him A) quit, B) get fired or C) cry. I'm not picky. He started it by going after one of the other supervisors, and it will stop. I do not put up with mumbled threats (ie. "I'll get my shotgun and we'll see what happens then.") issued by pansy-wanks who think that just because their boss is female and they have some semblance of a penis they don't have to listen to her.
Oh, no. Miah doesn't play that game.
Other good news (at least it makes me giggle) - called Sgt. ButtNugget again, since he never called me back yesterday. Very polite lady answered the phone and told me he was out, would I like to leave a message?
"Yes, I would. This is Mrs. Miah DH and ..."
"Please hold."
"Hello, this Sgt. First Class SlightlyMoreHelpful. What can I do for you Mrs. DH?"
They so totally know me by name now. And they ph3ar me. (I've always wanted to type that)
Thirty days and I've already moved up to Sgt. First Class. By the time DH gets done with his enlistment I'll be talking to Generals.
Also, I'm waiting (much like a predator waiting for the small tasty thing to poke its head out of a hole) for GraphicsArt Asshat to step out of line at work. My goal is to make him A) quit, B) get fired or C) cry. I'm not picky. He started it by going after one of the other supervisors, and it will stop. I do not put up with mumbled threats (ie. "I'll get my shotgun and we'll see what happens then.") issued by pansy-wanks who think that just because their boss is female and they have some semblance of a penis they don't have to listen to her.
Oh, no. Miah doesn't play that game.
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