Just a quick word
Merry Christmas, y'all.
Yeah, ok, I'm back, sooner than expected, because I just can't shut my brain off and this is a great outlet. And...I want to talk about something. The Holidays, but not in that 100% this is great, look what I got, etc, etc, sort of way. I'll warn you...this could be a tearjerker.
This morning as I was walking into my office, I found 2 checks lying on the ground, that totaled 989 dollars. That's quite a bit of money and it's the holidays. AND...we all know in major cities such as Atlanta, it wouldn't take me but a few minutes to find someone to cash those checks without checking ID.
Or do a little dance, or send good thoughts my way, SOMETHING! I'm interviewing internally for a position at my company, it will totally help my career and give me the skill-set to move on to bigger and better things in a different PLACE.
Or else I'll send the PIRATE after your ass and she'll bring friends.
I'll get to the 8th Grade in a moment, but right now, before I forget I want to talk about the Holiday Season and office protocol.
So today at work I was reading a website on the Nintendo Wii that a co-worker sent me and while reading, it dawned on me, that those people at Nintendo are GENUISES.
There are some things that I can't quite wrap my head around and I think it's because I wouldn't do these things, so why would someone else. One of my largest flaws is that I tend to hold certain people to the same standards as I hold myself. These are pretty high, reasonable, but pretty high.
Okay, it took me a bit to begin writing about 7th Grade because I had to remember all of my teachers. Yeah, I went from 1 teacher to oh 6 or 7, that's a lot to handle when you're 13.
Wooo, what a whirlwind weekend. What's that? You want to hear about it? I thought you'd never ask.
6th Grade - Mr. Watts and yeah, I said Mr. Watts with a great amount of disdain in my voice. I didn't like him, he didn't like me. He also didn't like my parents and because I grew up in a small town, I was often reminded that I was "my father's daughter." Just so you know, my father graduated from high school, but never went to college, not without his fair share of trouble. It was more mischief than physical fights and things of that nature.