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Looks can be deceiving

2009-07-01T02:55:39Z

I sort of had a feeling this morning that the shirt I was wearing made me look pregnant (which I am NOT, by the way) and that feeling was confirmed when, on the train home from work, a young woman politely asked me if I would like her seat (since I was standing). Why else would she have asked me, out of all the people standing in the train car, if I would like her seat? FYI, I also noticed a few people looking at me strangely as I smoked my cigarette during lunch. I now know why.

Anyway, I won’t take it as an insult because the shirt really does make me look crazy pregnant. I think it’s the pleating or something. But after the woman offered me her seat, I got really pissed. Not at her, of course, she was kind enough to offer her seat during rush hour to the bloated “pregnant” chick, but all the dudes sitting on the train that didn’t seem to mind that a pregnant woman had to stand! Jerks.

Aside from my fake pregnancy, the 40-something sister of my former boss (Mean Boss) has resorted to leaving snide comments on my Facebook. I haven’t quite figured out if she is doing so to make me feel guilty for quitting her brother’s newspaper or to just be mean which would make sense considering Mean Boss is her brother. I’m assuming mean like that is genetic.

Either way, I’ve found the correspondence to be hilariously entertaining. I’ve made sure to keep my replies in a nice tone to keep from stooping to their level. It’s tough though because of all the horrible things that were said to me over the course of four years and the fact that, three weeks later, I’m still not completely over them, it really pisses me off to be turned into the bad guy.

Whatever. I’m in too good of a mood (wow, that’s a lot of “O”s) to let a four-time divorcee with enough time to devote to leaving snarky comments on a Facebook profile get me down! My dad bought me a new pair of headphones so I can finally listen to my beloved Dale and Holley tomorrow at work! God, I missed them. I so out of the sports loop without them. I was so confused when I noticed Youkilis on third base last night!

30-something

2009-06-29T03:32:22Z

I have one hour remaining of my 20s and I’m oddly at peace with the whole thing. I think it’s the fact that I actually have a good job now with 30-something things like a 401K and dental that has taken my mind off my impending mortality. Maybe it’s just the sheer elation I STILL feel over knowing I never have to return to that horrible newspaper (Yes, it really was that bad).

But since it is almost my birthday and it’s kind of last minute notice, I would like to announce that I will gladly accept presents for the entire week. No pressure or anything.

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R.I.P. Michael Jackson

2009-06-26T11:01:54Z

I don’t think the kids today can really grasp Michael Jackson’s long lasting fame. Nowadays, it seems anyone can be a celebrity and then, in the blink of an eye, they’re gone (I’m patiently waiting for Spencer, Heidi, Jon, and Kate to go far far away right this minute). When I was growing up, Michael Jackson was king and I’ll admit I haven’t cared much in recent years but to know that he is gone forever saddens me.

Michael Jackson wrote the soundtrack to my childhood. “Beat It,” “Billie Jean,” “Thriller,” all remind me of being a kid. Growing up, no one was bigger than him.

I vividly remember the first time I saw the “Thriller” video. Honestly, my mother was slightly lax with her parenting skills that day when she let me watch it because, at only four-years-old, that video terrified me. I had nightmares for WEEKS! It wasn’t so much MJ turning into a werewolf that scared me. It was just those friggin zombies. *shiver*

Don’t even get me started on the nightmares I had after watching “The Wiz” for the first time.

Anyway, it seems to be a trend this morning to discuss your favorite Michael Jackson songs. Here’s mine (in order of how they came to my mind):

* “The Way You Make Me Feel”
* “Say Say Say” duet with Paul McCartney
* “Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough”
* “Thriller”
* “Butterflies”

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Missing

2009-06-24T10:46:43Z

I’ve been so wrapped up in this whole new job awesomeness that I completely forgot that I turn the big 3-0 in less than a week (Buy me presents)! I only have one more week to enjoy my 20s. Then again, I also only have one more week to dread turning 30 and then it’s over. It’s amazing how something as simple as a new job can change your outlook on everything (I’m sure the MUCH larger paycheck had NOTHING to do with that).

If you can believe this… I actually thought of two things I miss about my old job (indirect things, of course):

1.) Until I can buy some new ear buds/headphones (boyfriend accidentally left mine on the train) I can’t listen to my daily dose of WEEI’s Dale and Holley. Thankfully, I still have about a month or so until they start talking football again but I miss them like crazy! Love ‘em or hate ‘em, that show got me through nearly four years of pure misery.

2.) I miss the girls at my (former) Dunkin Donuts. I’d have to radically alter my commute in order to stop there and I don’t know if I really want to be around that ‘hood anyway, you know, with Mean Boss wanting to literally kill me and all.

Don’t worry, I can easily think of thousands of things I don’t miss. But I do think I’ll stop by the good ol’ Dunks Saturday morning.

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Suck it

2009-06-18T01:50:24Z

Check it out… it’s Wednesday, 9:12 p.m., I’ve been home for a few hours, and I had a great day! HOLY SHMOLY!

Today, I was finally able to get down to some business at work, and it was great! I feel like Oliver friggin Twist in there. I haven’t been this happy in years!

And I hear my former (yay!) employer, also known as Mean Boss, has been slandering me like a mofo. From what I hear, he had “nothing nice to say.” I screwed the paper over, I was the worst employee EVER, all he did was take care of me for years and this is how I repay him! How dare I rebuff his kindheartedness!

Hysterical! I gave my blood, sweat, and tears to that place for WELL BELOW market value, endured illegal labor practices (given 1099’s so he could avoid payroll taxes; no breaks; etc.), and literal verbal abuse and he is somehow SHOCKED that I left. PUH-LEASE! I liken it to a bully being surprised when one of his victims finally turns around and slugs him in the face.

For the first time in years I can feel the life returning to me and I’m starting to feel like my old self again. Most importantly, I know I will never have to see him again and that feels great!

At least I can take comfort in knowing that, at this very moment, he is at the office struggling to finish all the work that I would have done. That, my friends, is poetic justice and it is sweet.

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She’s growing up

2009-06-16T10:12:08Z

My first day was amazing! So much so that I can’t wait to go back today. Crazy, right? But despite all the excitement of my first day, and the home inspection of the first house my sister is preparing to buy, the day’s actual highlight was when my baby sister, Janine, went to her eighth grade semi-formal.

Can you figure out which girl is her? That’s OK, she doesn’t look much like me so I’ll help you out. Second from the right in the white dress.

My little teeny sister is going to be a high schooler in the fall. And she may not look like me but she is so much like me it’s scary. You should have heard her yesterday afternoon, throwing a fit about getting to her friend’s house on time, complaining about her shoes, ultimately screaming at another girl walking in the street as we drove to meet her friends. It was classic Angela flip-out and I loved every minute of it. *tear*

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First day jitters

2009-06-16T01:57:22Z

Today is my first day at the new job and I’m starting to freak out. I realize I will be spending much of the day in orientation but that doesn’t seem to make me feel any better.

But, today is also the day I unofficially quit my job. Yep, I’m torching the bridge and with good reason, too. I want to ensure that I will never, ever, EVER go back there again for any reason even when sentimental nostalgia kicks in and I forget how bad it really is/was. Maybe, if Mean Boss didn’t berate me last week for no reason I would have thought twice about giving some notice. Though, I am certain that if I had given notice, knowing him, the bridge would still have been burned.

I just have to remember to keep my phone in vibrate all day because the last thing I need is for Mean Boss to call me and have his special ringtone (Denis Leary’s “Asshole Song”) blare through orientation. That would make for an awkward first day.

ADDENDUM: Here’s the mp3 file I made for my FORMER boss’s ringtone. Feel free to grab it if you have a mean boss too! I sure don’t need it anymore.

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2009-06-13T08:26:39-07:00

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I’m a stupid fuck-up, didn’t ya know?

2009-06-09T23:43:52Z

Almost a year to the day that he fired me for telling him not to call me stupid, my boss started another fight with me this morning because I was late for work. Today’s onslaught of hurled insults included that I am stupid, lazy, a fuck-up, and a baby. Oh, and he feels sorry for me. I also learned that I make “hundreds of mistakes each week,” and everything that goes wrong at the paper is my fault. He also said that he would love to see me find a job better than this one, which is really funny because….

I GOT A NEW JOB!

Click “play”! Revel with me for a moment!

There are few moments in my life when I shed actual tears of joy - at weddings for my friends, when I watch the final moments of Super Bowl 36, when I’m driving to Patriots training camp…

I will now shed tears of joy knowing that I will never have to endure another one of Mean Boss’s tirades. He can no longer call me stupid, dumb, lazy, a baby, so on and so forth. He can no longer belittle me with insulting comments about how inadequate I am or how I can’t do anything right or say that it’s my job to come into work 12 hours after I had a D&C.

Oh yeah, I never told that little story about when I had my miscarriage three years ago and he made me come into work less than 12 hours after I had my Dilation and Curettage procedure against my doctor’s wishes, ON MY BIRTHDAY NO LESS, and told me I had to because “it’s not like you do anything. You just sit there.”

And this came a little more than two weeks after he told me I was “fucking stupid” to get pregnant from a “dirtbag” like my boyfriend. I bet he laughed when I lost the baby. I certainly wouldn’t put it past him.

Did I mention how he tried to fire me for having to miss a day to have my wisdom teeth removed? Or how he nearly fired me for having jury duty? Or how he insulted my entire family? See why I call him “Mean Boss”?

I am the POSTER CHILD for creating an emergency fund so that if you find yourself in a bad situation at work, you can quit.

But none of that matters anymore because on Monday I will be starting a new job at a truly AMAZING place with one of the nicest people I have ever met as my new boss. Oh boy, here come those elusive tears of joy again…

…and Mean Boss can put four newspapers together himself, which shouldn’t be too difficult because, according to him, I just screw it all up anyway.

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I’m abused

2009-06-05T12:49:34Z

I went on job interview Numero Tres yesterday morning, this time meeting with an HR specialist. Of course, no matter how well I did, beating out the internal candidate that also applied for this position is going to be tough.

Aside from the steep challenge of getting a job over an insider, I think this experience has given me the ability to hone my interviewing skills and I’ve quickly learned the most difficult part of the interview is NOT talking a boatload of shit about my current employers. That’s hard. Especially when the conversations always gravitate toward how badly I am being treated by my current employers.

Even when I am trying to remain positive and not say anything bad and a professional human resources specialist STILL tells me that she thinks my employer should be fined, it makes me rethink returning to work at all, even without a new job offer.

I do talk about my job here on this website but I try to keep the most gritty details off the internet, instead funneling them into the ears of anyone willing to listen.

This particular gripe involves the 1099s I was given for years, not knowing how illegal they were. I was being paid as an independent contractor when I was anything but. And I still owe the IRS thousands of dollars in taxes that my EMPLOYER should have been paying. So, in retaliation for my new revelation, I’ve decided to go into work late today (by choice!). I think I may do this until I have fully paid the IRS, or until I find a new job, whichever comes first.

Sometimes it just takes seeing a situation with fresh eyes to give you a new perspective on things.

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Things I would rather do than be at work today

2009-06-03T12:20:39Z

It’s Wednesday which means it is also my most dreaded day of the week. 16 hours in the office with no break, slammed with work while my boss hangs out in his office updating his status on Facebook (They’re time-stamped, dummy!).

So, during my weekly pity party, I thought up a few things that I would find more desirable than spending the day at work “in production”. They are:

1.) Sit through “Barney Live.”

2.) Be arrested.

3.) Have my pinky finger chopped off.

4.) Work at McDonalds.

5.) Have explosive diarrhea…

6.) …with no T.P.

7.) Read every single blog on Myspace.

8.) Spend 16 hours in a room filled with Yankees and Jets fans.

9.) Eat a tub of cottage cheese.

10.) Undergo a transvaginal ultrasound.

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2009-04-01T12:55:55-07:00

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2009-01-05T09:38:50-08:00

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2008-11-18T18:04:22-08:00

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Boyfriend modeling scarf.

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2008-11-18T05:14:34-08:00

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