Musings and more belated Holidailies

Maybe i'll just start updating from work, like now, heh. At least i'm guaranteed to be at a computer.

Methinks my busy schedule is not conducive to Holidailies posting, so i'm technically giving up and just sporadically doing prompts that i like. This'll teach me to try and take part in a post-a-day thing again. =/

#12: Favorite holiday recipe.

Honestly? A stiff vodka and cranberry. My grandmother and i tend to partake in them every Christmas. My grandma's 4'10" and extremely German, complete with a super-thick accent despite being in the US since the 50s. She's fun, until she starts slapping smokers.

*is a smoker*

Anyway.

It's been a funny couple of days. Suffice it to say that, in general, i don't feel very appreciated. i don't think people really MEAN to make me feel that way, at least not all the time. (Sometimes i suspect they do.) Little things have built up over time, worries get worse and worse, and i constantly feel like i get lost in everyone else's shuffle.

Yesterday was particularly abyssmal. Some asshole made a remark about me knowing what my job is because i forgot to give my boss a message that the guy called. i don't give messages because its my job. i'm not a secretary. i give messages because its courteous, and he does the same when people call for me and i'm not in. i get that kind of attitude a lot, and i know its because i sit up front while Bossman hides in the back. Anyway... i did slip by not passing the message along, but when i'm here alone i have to answer all the calls, deal with all the walk-ins, AND stay on top of my ever-growing pile of actual work. It's hard, and on rare occasions, something slips through the cracks. That does not warrant the attitude this man gives, nor is it the first time he's blown up at us for not bending over backwards for him. Besides, he got his shit on time.

But i digress... After a long, miserable day, i decided to treat myself to a nice meal at Bonefish. Take-out, of course. When i went to pick it up, the hostess asked if i knew who John Cena was. Sure. i used to watch wrestling all the time, and recently started half-watching since Jericho's back. "He just came in, he's sitting over there." i look, and sure enough, there's John Cena. That is a BIG MAN. That odd little star-sighting and an absolutely delicious meal really perked me up quite a bit.

Today was just OFF. i have never forgotten to take my purse somewhere... until today. Not only did i leave my purse home, but i left my cell, too. i have no clue what the hell was wrong with me there. Thankfully Michael's number was on my online wireless bill and he brought the stuff to me. i wouldn't have been concerned as much had i had any money on me for lunch or gas to get home, but with no cash or credit cards and being in dire need of a fill-up... Yeah. Thank god he brought it, but i'm still in shock that i was so careless. Weirder shit happens, i guess.

Bored. Waiting on people to pick tihngs up so i can leave. i must rake my living room.