Days that I question my job...

Most days I live under the belief that I am a hard working, intelligent, ambitious individual. Like everyone, once in a while I have a day or two when I question whether or not I should stay at my current company....

- Days when I wake up cranky and think that I should quit my job and move to another state somewhere in the midwest so that I can be far away from annoying New Yorkers.

- Days when Ahab treats me like I'm a child and asks me to add 52 names, addresses and general info to his outlook like I have nothing better to do with my day. (Please see bio on website.... my bio )

- Days when the D.O.M. won't shut up and keeps shouting stupid stories to me from his office.

- Days when the D.O.M. comes by my desk and drops an envelope and piece of paper on my desk and asks me to mail it.

- Days when I get phone calls from recruiters and other firms asking for interviews and offering to triple my salary.

- Lastly, days like today when I walk into the D.O.M.'s office to hand him something work related and he has an enormous picture of a naked woman on his computer... UGH!

Name Calling

Well kids, it would appear that good 'ol OJ's feeling are hurt. People are calling him names and it's Ron Goldman's family's fault. The old all star football player/ actor was writing his book to pay his bills and feed his children. It was not, I repeat, not a confession.... only a theory that would help him "pay his bills"... his $3.5 million worth of bills...
OJ apparently went on a radio station in Miami and said, and I quote: "Would everybody stop being so naive? Of course I got paid," Simpson said with a laugh. "I spend the money on my bills. It's gone." When asked point-blank if he killed the pair: "Absolutely not, and I maintained my innocence from day one," he replied, adding a little later: "No matter what everybody wants to say, I didn't do it." Simpson also said he told the writer, "I have nothing to confess."
Of course you have nothing to confess OJ....

perfectly unperfect....

Just a couple of tid bits I noticed about myself, while home sick and doped up on Tylenol cold and sinus:

I am a Law and Order crack addict. And not just regular Law and Order…SVU and CI also. I was home sick for two days this week with the flu and I watched more Law and Order than I thought humanly possible. My addiction also spread to all of the CSI’s as well. I don’t remember much of the episodes because I was in and out of consciousness and delirium….but there were a lot of them.

On Tuesday, I thought I’d have a productive work day while I was home sick (again, delirium). I read several wealth management articles that I do not remember a single detail of and then I went to Target to drop off/pick up my prescriptions. I was sent off to wander the store for 20 minutes while they filled my prescriptions. Quite frankly, someone else should be sent on these errands…any time I am in Target (sick or otherwise) I go on a complete impulse buy extravaganza. This time, I bought Troy…. Yes, Troy.. (I love you Eric Bana!) Ahem.

While watching Troy, I tried to catch up on my personal emails. My mom sent me a madlibs version of a letter to Santa, which I obviously did and pasted below.



Santa ClausNorth Pole, Earth
Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at karl's Office party. It was payal who spiked the punch with too much gin. I can't help it if I drank 6 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like crap.
I thought it was funny when I put elissa's shirt on my head and danced the mamba on the couch while singing `take my breath away'. I didn't mean to break karl's laptop and don't know why karl would accuse me of theft.
I don't remember calling russ's wife a smelly pig---even though she looked like one with blue eye shadow and green lipstick!
And when I threw up on kim's husband's arm, it was only because I ate too much of that pizza.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my unicycle through my neighbor's bedroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a rusty cat and have me arrested for fraud!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all active and smart. And I'm really not to blame for any of this antsy stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and quickly yours,sara (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only 7 bucks!


Alas, I’m not a perfect girl. My hair doesn’t always stay in place and I spill things…. a lot. Sometimes I say the wrong things at the absolute wrong time. I’m pretty clumsy and I’m constantly tripping over myself. I can’t lie or conceal anything and sometimes when I have a broken heart, I literally wear it on my sleeve. Once in a while my friends and I bicker and some days nothing goes right. But when I think about it and take a step back I realize that maybe, just maybe, I like being unperfect.

Ah, the great IF word.

OJ Simpson is apparently hurting financially. In an effort to supplement his income he has decided to write a book and give a TV interview on if he did kill his ex-wife and her friend, how he would have done it. But it's just a hypothetical.... he's just saying if. Your honor, please let the record show, the man only said if.
In my humble opinion, this is when the laws of Double jeopardy really vex me. While they may have worked to Ashley Judd's benefit in the aptly titled 'Double jeopardy', the good hearted citizens of California who were ready and willing to riot on OJ's behalf back in 1995 had he been found guilty are about to be greatly disappointed.
On the ever Republican and ahem...conservative Fox network, OJ will not only admit to killing poor Nicole and Ron but will tell anyone who cares to watch how exactly he did it.... I mean, that is...if he had done it.
And to think, people were accusing Fox of not turning out quality journalism.... for shame.