Never another call center....EVER

I feel like I'm on a roller coaster and the asshole that is running it won't give me a break. Yup that's right I'm referring to life itself. As long or as short as mine my end up, I would prefer it to slow down for a little while. I'm recently engaged to an awesome man, and I have a beautiful son. One would think that I should be happy.

I'm not.

No, no, no, everything is great with Jayk and Logan. They are about the only two things I'm happy about these days, making me wish I could just lock the three of us in our house for a week or more and just hang out and be our happy silly selves.

I know I have said it before and time and time again, but I seriously hate my job. No scratch that. I like my actual job; I hate all of the bull shit that accompanies it. Last time I checked I am 26 fricking years old. Not 5, not 9, not 12, no I am 26 years old. Our supervisors use charts my first grade teachers use to put smiley faces and give us "GOOD JOB!" certificates with fucking cartoon characters on them when we perform a trick/ do a good job for the day.

I am dead serious. A multi-billion dollar company and this is the best management they can come up with? Seriously, what the fuck! I wouldn't even go as far to say I had a bad day. The customers were just regular customers, but the management in my department is partially retarded. We are herded and micromanaged. They think our wages and benefits are enough to take away humane treatment.

I can not go to Jayk's desk if there is an urgent matter I need to talk to him about. I have to clear it with my supervisor or his supervisor and explain why I need to talk to him right then. That's right, because we are fucking engaged and it is my supervisor's right to know every god damned thing about me and my business. However, if I was at home and called him because I needed to speak to him, we would not get bitched at. I could see it if I was at his desk or vice versa all day everyday, but I have work to do and so does he. We have faced many discriminatory problems since we started dating, none of which abide by the company’s code of business conduct.

I had to talk to him for 30 god damned seconds about a phone call I received from the school for Logan, and I got hate mail from his stupid cunt supervisor that I was not to be at his desk during work hours. You would think we were making out at his desk!

This is just one small stupid example of why my company can bend over and kiss my ass! We are MICRO-managed TO DEATH. We are not to take a personal without clearing it with our supervisors (so I gotta tell them I'm taking a piss if it's not a scheduled break). There is so much more. I don't care. I have officially had it. I may get paid OK, but I promise the pay is not worth the aggravation. And if I perform tricks/ do my job to their standards I get a balloon at my desk. What the flying fuck?!

So the new job search has officially begun. I will continue to perform their stupid childish tricks and play their fucking game until I find my new job that will pay the bills. Then peace out, I'm gone. Everyone cross their fingers I find something before I have a mental breakdown and have to go on Prozac and get stuck there forever. I just want to be happy and go to a job that I can be treated like an adult at.

He asked, and I said YES!!!!

Ok, so I'm cleaning house. I mean really cleaning, dusting, moving furniture, scrubbing, cleaning house. I am filthy, sweaty, tired, and getting ready to take a shower. My man comes home and gives me a hug and a great kiss, and drops to one knee old fashioned style with the little blue velvet box in hand! He had a great speech..I'm not repeating it on the fact that it was a perfect memory that I want to keep for myself for the rest of my life. However, I did not cry!

It may not have been the most extravigant or romantic proposal, but it was perfect for me, for us. (By the way Rocket, I tried calling you tonight to tell you! Not exactly the type of thing I wanted to leave in a voicemail!)

So this is it! I'm getting married! No, we don't have a date yet, we are going to wait until I finish my associates at least, and I won't have that until October 08. I'll be sure to keep everyone posted though! I'm SOoOoOOoOooO happy!!!!!!!

Ok, so everyone keep Jayk in your thoughts this Saturday please! He's going to take his tests to get 1152 certified. What does this mean? He will be certified to go into a burning building. He takes his written test first (but he's taking it orally due to heavy test anxiety), and then he does his skills test; he actually goes into a burning building.

The funny thing about it is that even if he doesn't pass the written, he can still do the skills, but remain uncertified if he passes the skills until he passes the written. Yes there is actually a written test. But we've just been busy busy, so hopefully after this weekend you'll see more of me! I miss everyone! Hope all is well in everyone's world! =) Keep you're fingers crossed for Jayk! My hot fireman! See pics below...lol