Yeah, rage bourbon sounds like the right plan to me. As does a serious come to Jesus with your employer.
I'm side eyeing my own employer at the moment--my coworker on this project quit, apparently (shocker) and her last day is supposed to be this Friday. But lo and behold suddenly she has an interview today for the manager position? The one I had to wait two months to interview for, a month to get approved for, and still don't actually HAVE? If she gets it now I WILL be throwing a shit fit.
Connie, at least that's a nice easily resolved bit of adulting.
Yay booze! Also, yay Secret Science Club! This month’s lecture was by the director of The Swarm Lab. He talked about slime mold. It was very cool!
(boo feelings)
Oooh, rage baking. Hmm, I should bake something for dinner tomorrow night. More gingerbread bars? Theses came out awesome, although I'm out of white chocolate:
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Uhg, meara. Not cool.
So the minor nuclear on fb has netted me two rando lunch invites from work friends in different divisions (both personal friends outside of work and just workywork friends) and a lot of pm-ing with suggestions from other coworkers, past and present.
So I think I'm moving,somewhere.
And bourbon for me and cookies, excess for both, but it's working. For the cookies, at least.
Yay for bourbon and contacts
Cswhatever Boss ( not retiring one) weighed in with " Sara I have no words."
It's on. Something, don't know what.
Silence is the biggest sign. Going to bed, see who I lunch with tomorrow.
I should really sick out for the rest of the year. I have 760 hrs I'm losing. Fuck you CSRA or whatever. FUCK YOU.
I have 760 hrs I'm losing. Fuck you CSRA or whatever. FUCK YOU.
Holy shit, sara. You should totally take the rest of the year off. It's not as though you owe them anything.