Friday oh Friday how I love you so!!!!


Day almost over.
Waiting to go to Tonia's for drinks.
Martini's and fondue for me.

yes, that's a haiku.
I think.
3, 5, 7? or is it 5,7,5? I googled and checked, I never got a straight answer.

Anyway.

Things about me today.

-I colored my hair (black), good color but I need a cut.
-I watched Million Dollar Baby this weekend, it was good but too hyped up for me. "oh you'll love the ending...ooooh". um..it was okay, I didn't cry. (yes, I have a soul)
-I just ate a turkey burger and it was delicious.
-My face is breaking out, hello? I'm almost 40 for Cripes sake!
-It's cold outside (CA- about 65 degrees F) brrr...can't wait to go home, light a fire and drink a wine cooler.
-Gotta carve pumpkins tonight.
-Gotta eat my carmel apple tonight (after I work out, of course)
-I love Netflix.
-I like to wear my chenille scarf, with a sweater, pants and flip flops! I love CA.
-My day is long.
-I love love love my new sheets!
-I'm watching Family Guy season 2 dvd set...flippin hilarious!
-I need crock pot fixins

I really don't have much going on. I like it that way for the winter.

Wednesday and I'm passive.

I'm always passive until it gets out of control.
I got praised high for my work on the printed pieces, for dealing with a numbskull vendor and for following through. *sigh*
Reminds me of the boyfriend I had 10 years ago, I call him Crackhead George.
C.G. used to verbally abuse me, throw things at me, try to throw me out of his house, and hit me on occasion....but then he'd come to me the next day or so, hand me a Snickers bar, apologize and everything would be ok...until the next time.

Am I seeing a pattern here?

Monday: *sigh*

So my boss responds to my response regarding his correspondence from "thursday" and says he didn't mean for me to see that email. He sent it and tried to delete it from my computer and apologized for his insensitivity. uh..okay.

Doesn't change the fact that he's still complaining about my hours...hello? I say, I don't get a lot of billable hours (its always bill bill bill everyone, make money!) , my position doesn't require a lot of billable time...."Oh you're billable time isn't the concern its overall hours. You're only working the minimun 8.5 hours a day"...huh? what? isn't that the legal amount of time? I always stay over if I'm needed, otherwise yeah...my job only requires me to be there 8.5 hours a day! Are you fucking kidding me? Who does this a-hole think he is?

I'm updating my resume.

T.G.I.F.....I think not.

So I work in advertising. Medical advertising. I'm a traffic 'supervisor' without the supervisor title. Just another thing that's dangled in front of me year after year...a title. I've been here 6 years, it'll be 7 in February. I've been working and learning the art of Production Management. For those of you not in the know...Production managers are responsible for estimating and the final printed pieces that are produced..ie- brochures, folders, etc. Its a big responsibility. I'm new at it, and learn stuff as I go. Well...cut to the chase, we've decided to use this newly recommended print vendor for a 3 piece print job for a new client. ok. This is the first press check I will be doing all by myself. I'm nervous.
Vendor says: expect to be here on press Wednesday around 8am. Great.
Wednesday: he calls, its going to be later......I call him back around 3pm...its going to be later....he calls me at 8pm at home...its going to be midnight. great. just fucking great.
I head up to Commerce at 11:30 pm with my best girl asleep by my side (cuz who wants to go to Commerce alone?) Get there......work until all these pieces are good....I head home around 8:30 am (yes I said AM)...I did my first press check all alone, inexperienced, nervous and to the best of my ability at 4am. I called my office at 8:30 am, told the receptionist to have my boss call me when he gets in and if i'm needed badly, I will come in. No one called me. So I slept. I deal with my useless vendor later in the afternoon, because he decided to bump my job for something else, "sorry, its not your fault" I have to tell him "you better find a way to get it done by Wednesday (Not Friday) it's not my fault and our client shouldn't have to suffer". I'm all over it. On top of being extremely nervous about the job I did, hoping its approved and liked by everyone. It made me almost throw up.
I get into work, the Art Director loves the press sheets (samples) I brought back. good job.
My boss isn't here today, but he did leave me a nice email which I will post for you now:

Sent: Thursday, October 13, 2005 12:09 PM
To: Raquel Subject: ThursdayRaquel:
I appreciate your working last night to get the "xx" brochure done. As you move into roles of greater responsibility I need you to understand that working late one night does not exclude you from being here the next day. I am sure you are tired. But as a salaried employee and someone who has ambitions for rising in this organization, it is my expectation that you work overtime when I need you to. Our monthly reports show you to be working the absolute minimum number of hours expected. This is not what needs to be happening for you to achieve your career and financial goals at LMW. Today, K.S. is mounting boards because A.B. is out at a photo shoot. That is keeping K.S. from working on "xx". Everyone is running around doing whatever it takes to make it happen here because Medicis is in town and we have tremendous needs today. You should be here. C

I should throw up because this email is the biggest bunch of bullshit I've read. I'm the least appreciated person in this office. Nevermind the fact I'm a single mom and I make exceptions to do things above and beyond my normal work, the fact that I've been promised [the empty] office across from me for years, to no avail, the fact that I've learned so much and get compensated so little.

"You're doing great, but..." or "your effort is appreciate, however..."

I hate it. I constantly feel taken advantage of.
boyfriend took advantage of me.
vendor just took advantage of me.
work constantly takes advantage of me.

I'm so frustrated. I want to quit.

The conclusion:

After this blog, never again with the afore mentioned dude be brougt up ever again. The ending went like this:
There was to be an exchange of goods, his guns, cd's, etc for my classic records. That's all I wanted. My best friend was going to be the go-between, so she arranged a time for him to come to her place to pick up his junk and return my stuff.
He shows up (late) , she hands him all of his stuff and asks him "where's the records?", he smirks and says "I don't have them, they're gone" and hands her $40.00. um...okay.
Doesn't return anything, and was not nice about it. WTF? He broke up with me and he's got an attitude? Well, needless to say the conclusion to this is he must've sold the records for cash way earlier, or decided I was only worth $40 and kept them. Thus, proving his selfishness and gutlessness and making me even more thankful he broke up with me, because he was right...I can do waaay better than him. Even solitude is better than dealing with someone of that low standard. He showed no decency, therefore will not be remembered fondly or for that matter, be remembered at all. I'm so over the whole thing, I feel revived! Revived with $40 to go out drinking tomorrow night!