I'm glad it's the weekend, finally, but this weekend is tinged with knowing that Monday will be an absolute terror. Yesterday, my single employee gave notice that she wouldn't be working any longer. This means that I now have to deal with hiring a new one, one that will be fun and upbeat and...willing to work weekends and evening. I know, I know, impossible. There isn't anyone wanting a part time job that is weekends and evenings. I'm a super nice boss, but somehow I don't think that will be enough to make someone want to work for me. Oh well, I guess I'll worry about it Monday. Do you want to know why the lovely lady quit? Well, I will tell you! She said I talked to her like a child and never helped her! No, what I did do was call her into the office with another supervisor and ask politely that if said supervisor asks her to do something, that she do it or at least let supervisor know that she cannot perform the task requested. All of that was said in a nice, calm, soothing manner with a smile on my face. This is the crap I get in return! UGH! I should be a mean and bossy boss that no one likes, maybe I'd get more respect that way. However, I highly doubt anyone will be intimidated by a 5'0" little scrap of a woman with a scowl on her face, resembling the face one makes after sucking on lemons! So, I guess I will have to trudge onward, staying true to who I am...A nice person who just wants an employee with a little respect. I want a friendly relationship with my employee. It's doable, I know it is. I have had one with every last one of my previous superiors.
Anyway, I'm done ranting about that. Guess what I learned how to do last night!?! Any ideas? You'd never guess it anyway...I learned how to roll cigarettes. Yep, a new skill to add to my other useless ones piled up in the back of my head. I am a non-smoker that can effectively roll a cigarette that isn't too loose or too tight. The perfect smoke! Haha, I could care less how those dang things smoke, if it weren't for ungrateful bitchy (pardon the language, but it is the only one able to suffice) little old crab of a woman that bugs the piss out of me on a daily basis, yelling at me down the hallway and calling me a liar. She could drive a saint to drink! I only broke 10 tubes and shot tobacco across the room once. I will be delegating this task as soon as I get a flippin' employee. :)
This weekend our little neck of the woods has its very own biker rally. Ironton, OH is home to Rally on the River! It's a fun time and we are having famous bands and radio talk show hosts...moving on up! I wish I had a bike. That is my goal, I want to own my own bike by next rally and be legally allowed to drive it. Wish me luck! It will be a challenge to find one where I can actually reach the ground while sitting on it. Oh, but I want an antique one that looks vintage-esk! :) It has to have personality. I loathe the new bikes that just seem like assembly line products. Maybe I could take mechanic lessons. Build one. Eh, maybe not. A little too ambitious, perhaps.
I'll update soon. Have a great weekend, blogging friends!
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