I was ready to pack it in today.
There comes a point when you are tired of being the work mule. When people are displeased with me, I hear about it.Work need to get done?**Raising my hand**..it gets dumped on my desk.But there comes a time when you get tired of being dumped on.
I have people telling me don’t say anything,you’re almost done.
Enough is enough.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Welcome to the beginning of my work slow-down…..
Maybe folks will get the message.
Especially when it is almost a full moon, and you are left trying to do the job for other agencies who find it easier to
pass the buck. People come up to me and ask for forms that my unit has absolutely nothing to do with, and then look at me
as though I have three noses when I tell them where they need to go or who they need to call regarding the form.
Last I looked there was no S for Superman on my chest.
It’s incredible how people think they can get through with one stop shopping when it comes to paperwork. It just isn’t
done in this day and age. In fact, if I was able to have it happen to me, I’d probably think I was dead-that’s how inconceivable
I’d find it.
All I have to hang my hat on are three little words.
Ten more months…………
It is the most dreaded day in my business.
The deadline for filing real estate tax appeals.
Today is the 29th time I have been through it and hopefully my
Jim tells me to look at it as entertainment, but to me it is a
sad reflection of the state of the city.
Today is one day I will more than happily leave behind me to
pack up to Undisclosed.
Egad! I am beat.
We have been busy as all get out, as taxpayers are coming in from the corners of the city and
they aren’t happy.
Smile, answer questions, give directions, a sympathetic ear.
Thank God for Thursday!
Undisclosed Part two tomorrow!
The past couple weeks have been non-stop for me and they went by in a particularly
Once again work is keeping me busy, but there seems to be no rest for the weary.Have
to attack my Mom’s house, finally and get rid of a ton of stuff. It’s going to be
hard, but I know I can do it.
Flip side is maybe I’ll br too busy and will forget to eat…hah.
Please hold good thoughts for me, as I try my best to get through the next few weeks.
Prayers, if you so inclined, are always appreciated.
Thanks, gentle Reader.
There was a deadline at work today …so I could stand a chug of antacid.
We actually found out via the press that the deadline was officially extended:Isn’t it incredible staff are last to know? Bad enough you could have had sympathy for every teacher who heard excuses. It is remarkable to me, that as adults…well, the only thing I didn’t hear was the pet chewing on homework. The phone calls were non-stop and pens on the counter walked away a mile a minute.
Get some new material, folks – the excuses are pretty lame. Now I get 30 seconds before the next phase starts….lol. Where is that Powerball win when you need it?
Well, today was the day that, to quote Susan Sarandon in Thelma and Louise, I returned to “the scene of our last crime.”….in other words, I was back at my original cubicle in the office.
I can’t lie- it felt good.
My computer is 75% connected, and I am unpacked . I know it is quiet now, but it’ll get crazy when notices get mailed out. In a funny way, being back will get me a little more focused, which can’t hurt .
The picture below is my unpacked cubicle.