Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Call For My Pumpkin, Please ... I'm Outa Here

February 28, 2012 - 00:00

Mood: Tense, irritable, and hurt
Music: The Bonny Swans ~ Loreena McKennit
Thought of the Day: Keep your eye on the target. It may feel like you are doing much and accomplishing little, but keep your eye on the target and you will succeed in hitting it.

     Today, I allowed for the idea that somebody I considered a friend had turned to the "dark side". It was a stupid circumstance that could have been so easily fixed ... all he had to do was introduce me to the girl. She could have seen that I was nothing to worry about. I wasn't that kind of friend. Instead, he either didn't explain anything, or did a pitiful job of it, and she freaked on him with extreme jealousy. I know she did, because he said so. He asked me to change ... to pretend to be somebody I'm not. He said the same to another girl on his FB who agreed with me and gave the same reply. We're not changing for somebody we haven't met and flips immature fits just because her "man" has lady friends. Friends who have known him for over 20 years, and, therefore, have the right to sound like they know a guy. He even messaged me privately and asked me to stop acting like that. He was apparently worried about upsetting his girl, and her family, because they might see the comments and get the wrong idea.

     Excuse me? Oh, no ... if you feel that threatened by such ignorant people, then you are in the wrong place. Of course, it also sounds like you are projecting that ignorance on them due to your own fear. Who am I to say. I've never met these people. But then you get ignorant yourself ... and tell me that you will do anything to keep your girl from getting upset. I insist that I will not change who I am for such a stupid reason, but I reduce the number of comments I make. For a friend, I do what I can ... but when you allow your girl to slag me in her comments ... and support her in those comments ... well ... Fuck you, Jo. You are not my friend. That's a line that I will not allow you to cross twice. Good bye.

     For those of you who aren't sure, I blocked them both. Vile, contemptible, loathsome meat bag ... once upon a time, he thanked me for saving his life. Sounds like I didn't do him any favours.

Meanwhile, back at headquarters ...

     Today, I arranged for the final pieces on the chess board to be placed to ensure my victory. I had been racing around like crazy gathering what I needed to prove my High School Equivalency, so that I could pursue my career with the RCMP. Now, it's just a waiting game ... to see if it was enough. There are three possible placements, although only two are hiring at this time. I'm actually excited about the idea of working on a new frontier ... I so want this job!!

     This weekend I sponsored somebody into my Team in PartyLite as well. It's the incentive that I need to push through my own barriers and step into Leadership and be successful there too. I'm felling really good about it all.

     Other than that, it's busier than ever at the call centre. We added another city to our "family", but we lost some key players. Not many supervisors left - especially ones who can close. I'm seriously worried about the quality of those being left behind, and thinking that I really don't want to be there to deal with them. I'm tired of the attitude I keep getting dished.

Spot says it's time for bed.

Sweet Dreams ...

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Actions vs Words

February 14, 2012 - 13:46

Mood: Tense, maybe a bit pensive. Maybe.
Music: I Need a Hero ~ Bonnie Tyler
Thought For the Day: They say that the Road to Hell is paved with good intentions. If I believed in Hell, then I would have to say that those good intentions start with "May you get everything that you deserve." A thoughtless blessing is ever a curse in disguise.

Happy Valentine's Day! May you know only joy.

For those of you who haven't heard, I've been on a journey that will hopefully lead to a very good career for me. I'm in the process of applying for a civilian position with the RCMP. It's been very interesting so far. The Career presentation was eye opening and somewhat sobering, but I held no doubt. I could do this job. I faltered a bit when I went for the Typing certificate ... but I went back two days later and triumphed. I officially type 43 wpm with a 1% error rate. Mom says that's something to be proud of. Now I'm trying to get a letter from where I finished high school stating that I have High School Equivalency. I have until March 1 to supply the RCMP with it, but I'm really hoping that it doesn't take that long. :)

Some questions that have been popping up in my head as I get closer to acceptance. First of all, when does it start?? Will I be able to keep my job at BP's (will I want to?) at a PT level, or at least be able to offer enough notice as to be acceptable? WHERE is the training? I know that there are three call centres. Edmonton, Red Deer, and in the NWT. Red Deer isn't hiring right now, but may in the Fall. Not wanting to limit myself, I offered to work at any of the three. NWT would be an interesting post, but it is also a three to five year commitment. If I get a position outside of Edmonton, where will I stay? Am I responsible for finding my own place? Would Spot be happy? And Ashley? (Personally, I think they'll both be happy as long as I'm there, but they are 12 hour shifts ...)

I am very excited about this new start. It's the kind that I can handle. Starting wage during training is ... worth it.

My exercise routine continues smoothly. I'm almost back to where I was before. For a while there I thought I had gone horribly wrong, but then I discovered that I need to make sure that I don;t take my B6's until after I work out. Apparently, this vitamin speeds up your heart rate. Made staying at a certain level more difficult. Tomorrow, I think I'm going to push myself a bit. Just for fun. Because that's what my work outs are turning into ... fun. The weight loss, or inch loss, is not a concern, really. Just a great side effect. Mostly, I just love the way it makes me feel. I used to love Phys Ed. I love to get my heart pumping and the muscles moving. I love how I feel afterwards. Still, I'm watching my diet. Mostly out of habit. Why waste a good work out?

Speaking of which, Jackie didn't appreciate my concerns from my last entry. And everything else is my fault too. :)
"You work evenings weekdays and weekends I don't know your schedule I told you that, other then that, you never say "Hey I have this night off lets go to a show'. I work weekdays Monday to Friday and have weekends off, all planning has to be done around your schedule. You are just as bad for not communicating. And thanks for dumping on my project. Hope you are wrong, since I've seen the results"

Get stuffed, girl. I didn't dump on your project. I applaud it. I just don't approve of the method. Starving yourself is never the answer. I've researched it too ... it horrifies anybody I talk to about it. Especially your diet's way of beating a plateau. Madness. As for your Journal, all I complained about was false advertising. You don't SAY anything in it. I stopped reading at Day 5. I found it both alarming and boring. BUT it's your choice. You have the right to make that choice. Have at 'er.

As for my schedule, you're exaggerating. I rarely work weekdays. That's your gig. If you want to know my schedule, then ASK. I had tried to invite you to do things with me previously. You were always busy. The last time I tried to ask you out to dinner, you claimed that you already had plans, but when the day arrived, you were complaining on FB about being bored and having nothing to do. I asked you what happened to the event you had planned. You said that you didn't actually have anything planned that day, you just didn't know what you wanted to do. Thanks for slapping my face. So I stopped asking. That's fine. Nobody else has a problem asking when I have time off. So I mentioned that we don't spend time together any more. So what? That's part of life. As for my phrasing, I stick by it. Trust me, it's been noticed by others.

Well, it's time to provide heart shaped pizzas. If you need one, order EARLY. Last year we ran out too soon.

May sunshine chase away your shadows, but never burn your nose. ;)

Sweet Dreams!

PS. Lavender ... you still aren't replying to my e-mails. We should look into that tomorrow. ;)