24 February 2010

No? Just me?

Have you ever had one of those days where it feels like someone's pouring 2% into your whole milk?

Or, similarly, one of those days when someone is pouring 2% into your whole milk?

23 February 2010

Dishes

My particular brand of OCD is such that I basically refuse to believe that dishes could possibly be clean if I myself have not cleaned them. Because of this conviction, I end up doing a lot of dishes at home and at work.

There was a brand new scrubby brush by the sink at work today.

As it does every time we get a new brush, this was really, really exciting.
As it does every time we get a new brush, this was then really depressing.

Because I get really excited when there's a new brush...which is obviously upsetting.

It is an odd blend of emotions.

12 February 2010

report card day

Today I got my annual review.

It was less than good.

My motivation needs improvement.

I couldn't argue, really. I do lack motivation.

Know how you can tell?

I haven't quit yet.

11 February 2010

one more day til vacation

I am so burnt out, tonight one of the blenders (who is one of the sweetest, least creepy, most pleasant of the department) almost made me cry.

Why?

Because he told me I shouldn't cut my hair.

Yeah. I need a vacation.

10 February 2010

the kind of person who yells at me for being happy

Mr. G came in to the lab last night because there was a problem with the ESL chocolate milk (there is a problem with the ESL chocolate probably like fifty percent of the time we make it - nothing gross, just that the solids are often too high or too low because it's always a smallish batch and there's no agitation in the steritanks...).

We were talking and laughing and mid-conversation when he came in.

He was very obviously in a bad mood and of course we lab techs never learn, so we asked him what was wrong.

He launched into a tirade about how no one does their job and he is sick of it. He ranted for probably like five minutes and then stormed out.

The conversation we were in the middle of earlier was dead. There was no more laughter to be heard.

There was a brief pause.

"Wow, he really knows how to suck the fun out of a room, huh?"

09 February 2010

weird

So #1 apologized to me tonight. For 'barking at me' last night.

I remember the conversation he was talking about, but I have NO idea at what point or for what reason he said anything out of the ordinary. Definitely nothing I was upset or offended by, nothing that necessitated an apology.

For a normal person, this would be a little weird. For #1? Un-frickin'-believable.

Let's all keep in mind that this is the guy who kind of half-apologized in a text message when I called him out for being an ass after he completely ignored me for more than a month.

Now he comes up to me, looks me in the eye, uses my name and sincerely apologizes for something I don't even remember happening.

I have entered bizzaro world.

08 February 2010

super sunday

I was supposed to have off last night. After getting into this huge thing about how I never want to have Sundays off and KS actually listening to me and remembering it and giving me all these weekends, which is awesome, he gets even more awesome and gives me a sunday when I wouldn't otherwise have two nights in a row and when it is superbowl sunday. KS usually only gives drinking holidays off to the people he likes to drink with.

And then I had to switch.

Didn't go to any superbowl parties, just slept most of the day and then got ready for work. Missed the last five minutes of the game, because I had to leave for work.

And have I mentioned lately that I hate pudding?

06 February 2010

tetra problems

On 3rd shift, there are two tetra supervisors. One of them I am kind of in love with and the other I don't know very much about, but I think he hates me.

Today, I was in the tetra zone and a product ended actually right before I came in - technically 2nd shift should have taken care of the whole damn thing because the ends were at 2155 and 2158 respectively. Anyway, they didn't, so I just picked it up with my regular audit.

Obviously my priorities are screwed up, but I usually do ends last of everything, because if there's a problem with the end of a run, you're just going to put stuff on hold, whereas if the problem is anywhere else in the run, it might still be occurring and need to be fixed.

So I did the ends last and discovered that the weights on one of the two fillers were more than 50 grams lower than the lowest acceptable weight. I called the tetra supervisor (I'm sure you can guess, internet, that this story is not about the one I love). He didn't respond. DK paged the tetra supervisor. He called back and copped an attitude. He's busy, if there's a problem, what took us so long? DK got warehouse to take out the last pallet, DK got a case from a few minutes before the end to make sure it was okay, DK issued a hold for those last few minutes. Basically, he did all the work. The tetra supervisor, after DK had done his work for him, was ungrateful, rude and snippy about it.

To make a long story slightly less long, DK called the guy a "little bitch" and it just totally made my night.

05 February 2010

three weeks

In all the time that I have been working third shift, there has been one person in the entire plant who works nights that I really don't like. There are always people who get on my nerves, or who I complain about occasionally, but I can still come up with good things about them and I still probably defend them if anyone else is mean to them behind their backs. But there's just this one guy who I could not stand.

He was injured (non-work related) a while ago and missed about six months of work. When I heard he was coming back, I decided to clean the slate - when he returned I would pretend I had never met him before and hopefully I wouldn't be so irritated by his very existence anymore.

While I was genuinely trying to learn to like the guy, there was a part of me that wondered how long it would take before he started to piss me off again.

Three weeks.

03 February 2010

message from...

MH's phone has a voice option where instead of a ring-tone, it announces the name of whoever is calling or texting. She does not know how to change the ring so that it doesn't do this.

Tonight, we had a fun time changing the names of people in her phone to the nicknames we use for them, so that it now announces "message from friend of a friend" in its cute little robot voice.

To see what else we could get it to say, she changed my name to 'fuck buddy' and had me text message her so that we could all hear it. Of course we were all amused.

I made sure she changed it back to my actual name before we left, but can you imagine if she'd forgotten and I texted her while she was on a date? Or at her parents' house?