Last day... maybe.

Alright, so today might be my last day. Of course, if you knew anything about the company I work for you wouldn't be surprised that I have no clue what's going on. They seem to enjoy keeping their employees in the dark about things.. such as travel plans. I would really like to know when I'm coming home. I have to pack a lot of stuff, get my bike packed and shipped off. So I'm going to be very ticked off when they call me tomorrow and say something along the lines of "yeah, you're coming back, in one hour your flight leaves." Or something like that. They piss me off so bad sometimes.

So the new guy that got sent down here. Slowest person I've ever worked with. Still can't finish the generating the report until at least an hour after he starts it.. so the responsibility for printing it out falls upon my shouldars. That sort of ticks me off. But I show up at our sceduled transition time, which by the way my boss says is "impossible" to change. And he isn't ready. So I just sit around twidling my thumbs while he slowly copys and pastes stuff from file to file. It is absolute agony. I wish I could just be the only person working here. Get me a cot and I could sleep in the freaking office here. Wake up to change out monitors or something. Wouldn't be too bad. We have a week to go. I could change out all the monitors, then go take a shower somewhere. Oh man.. that would rock. Working a 23 hour day.. talk about bank.

So yeah, I might be here until it is over, or I might be leaving tomorrow. Tempted to call my boss for confirmation about it, but really want him to show some managerial balls and do it himself. He should know how to manage people, but doesn't. So frustrating at times. Knowing that it could be so much better if just a few simple things changed. But oh well, I've felt that way at every company I've ever worked for. So maybe it is just me not being able to accept the half-assed way things are done, or maybe this is really as good as it gets. If that is the case, well, time to become a professional athlete since this worse than getting a tattoo removed with a cheese grater.

Alright, enough bitching from me. I'm going to try to hit the gym tonight, but might take today off too. If my partner gets here at the proper time to do a switch out, then I should have a good hour that I could lift. If he pulls another shitty thing like last night, then I won't be able to make it to the gym at all. If he is late again, oh I'm going to take a piece out of him. Hopefully work won't care if i beat the crap out of an idiot employee. And what really gets to me, is that he gets paid more than I do. I doubt he will ever be as competent at this job as I am, and that's what really gets me. He has years of "experience" and can't even pronounce chemical names correctly. WTF is all I have to say.

Ok, so I know I said no more bitching, so to hold up to that I believe I have to end this post.

Later