well screw that

Oh fuck me gently...life is too fucking complicated...and tiring.

I had a very long involved conversation with Mr. Jenner last night. Many things were sorted out and it left me incredibly tired.

Then I go to work today. Oh the shit hit the fan and left a big mess.
Lately at work things have really gone all poopy. In the direction of killing morale even more so because it isn't low enough yet they have put up this board that has the name of everyone. When you get a fucking membership (FM from now one) account you get a star. I kid you not. A mother-fucking star.
Yeah.
Today it was the final straw for one of the coolest co-workers I have ever had. She said, "that is it." She wrote this scathing note and told the managers she was giving her two weeks. It was a grand note telling her that by concentrating on the useless FM (my words not hers) and not things like customer service we have alienated people and the morale has gone down and we are being treated horribly and everyone is unhappy.
God bless her.
Then the manager spoke with her and tried to get specific names of people who were unhappy. The co-worker kindly explained that she wouldn't do that.
It was like she was dealing with HUAC. (House of UnAmerican Activities)
She isn't an Eliza Kazan thankyouverymuch.
Another co-worker quit, and six others are going to give their notice.

Jesus Mary and Joseph this isn't any fun. *sighs*

The irritation level was quite high. That and I had some shitty shitty customers.
Fuck you shitty customers!!!!!

I left early tonight I said I was sick. I couldn't handle it anymore. I think I would have had more fun at an Easter Vigil Mass.
'nuff said.

...

I am tired.

I need a villa in Italy...don't I?

Tonight the very nice Mr. Jenner made spaghetti carbonara and we watched Under the Tuscan Sun. It was a cute little movie and I did enjoy a few of the homages to Fellini films. (I have been a fan of his since I was about eight years old)
It was a nice light affair, much like a cookie. I also thought it was very pretty to look at.
Especially some of the Italian men. (bad Gennie..)

Now to eat some cookies of my own. I brought some of the lemon walnut cookies into work today. They were a hit. But then...cyanide would be a hit today.