Trying to get back into the blog-groove :)
Another fairly early day, got done at 1:00, been getting done at 12:30 last 3 days...
Trying to write my blog, but Lilo and Kitten are having absolute fits chasing these 2 flies that managed to get in. Its SO funny! EWWW she just caught one and ATE it...yucko. OH NO, she DIDN'T eat it, she spit it out and now her and Kitten are torturing it across the carpet....ugh.
You know, I have had no bug problems since I've gotten kitties :)

Alright, I just HAD to take a photo as soon as Levi decided he'd butt in and ruin Lilo and Kitten's fly-massacre.
ANYWAY, back to my blog...
Work was so NICE when I walked in this morning...no radio was on blaring and the PM hadn't gotten there yet. No one was bickering or arguing or gossiping loudly...it was complete peaceful silence and I was working rather quickly.
But as usual, it wasn't long til the PM got there, turned on that gosh awful radio with the stupid station we have to listen to with the SAME SONG SET every single morning over and over again, with the same loud DJ's and the woman that has to laugh at EVERYTHING that is said, it just gets worse and worse every morning...like that drippy faucet at night or that barking dog, the longer it goes on, the more you notice it, and the more you want to secretly come in after work one night and just *OOPS!* "did I my scissors just make contact with the power cord?"
Then the PM proceeds to gossip in loud whispers to her lap dogs and @ss kissers, but not loudly enough that you can hear what they are saying. Hence her immediate on-switching of the radio every morning--it drowns out her gabbering. At least when you aren't next to the case she's gabbering IN.
I have to try and focus on my work and keep my ears from naturally trying to fill in every other word that is oozing it's way through the side of my case. And, as usual, she'll throw in the loud "Know what I mean?" to her gossiping partner which is the only audible thing the rest of us can hear...it's a sort of signature phrase of hers that marks the end of a particularly good gossip about someone within the room, and the phrase makes the hair on everyone's arms stand on end, because it's becoming more and more draining every morning to live the
"Groundhogs Day" mornings that repeat themselves without any change, or any end, in sight.
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Yesterday when I got home, Richard told me what his coworker told him (his coworker is his brother in law, the husband of Richards sister, who works with me, making her MY coworker and she's practically my sister in law...small town, I know).
Apparently, one of our carriers, the one that is having physical relations with the PM (you know who I mean Mark), came in halfway through his route for his break and saw that I hadn't taken all of my circulars. I took half one day and half the next. Well the PM had told him to get his out before his brand new sub had to work so she wouldn't have to suffer through them and he saw I hadn't taken my other half yet, walked over to my case, threw my circulars all over the place, and freaked out on the PM cussing and raising He//. Told her that he's tired of her giving everyone special attention and blah blah blah. Well she DOES give people special attention, primarily HIM and my sis in law. I don't think his ignorant self has noticed that my PM hasn't said ONE WORD TO ME in EIGHT MONTHS. Keep in mind guys, our post office is about 40x40, very small.
She ended up writing him up and blah blah blah.
Well the point is, as wrong as he was about throwing my crap around, he was RIGHT about her. She lets her pets get away with everything.
That same day she got on my friend who was pulling into the parking lot after work. My friend was hanging up the phone after making a to-go order to pick up. PM yells at her and says, "you better hope so-and-so doesn't see that!" So and so being the BIG boss who shows up every now and then. YET, the PM is on the phone CONSTANTLY with her pets when they are trying to do their routes. Why is it ok for THEM to be on the phone? At least my friend was done with the route and sitting in the parking lot.
Second point: Today I get to my friends house with her mail (who was off today) and she tells me she just spoke to the PM on the phone. Her son is sick and she has to take him in early Wednesday and will need the day off work. Should be simple, but it's not, it never is.
She didn't want to use an annual day, which I understand. She wanted to use a sick day, and PM says "TECHNICALLY I can't let you do that".
TECHNICALLY the PM shouldn't be letting her pets use their sick days when they decide to leave work early and play hooky with her every week!!!
So my friend says what about FMLA (Family Medical & Leave Act)? And PM says,
you know your sub works at the other post office during the week right?"
WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH THE PRICE OF TEA IN CHINA?!
I told me friend, what does it MATTER?! She is YOUR sub, not the other office's, they are BORROWING her from you.
And why is the post master giving her a hard time?! She doesn't give a rats @ss about anyone else taking off!
The PM gave her a hard time and said she'd get back with her about it. I told her if she is denied a day off in any way, she needs to file a grievance. When I pulled my back out, I just didn't come in. I called my sub, never called the PM because she just hangs up on you, and I got my sick days.
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I get to the end of my route today and the sky is BLACK. I make it just in the nick of time, because when I pull into the office, there is an absolute DOWNPOUR. I sat in my jeep and organized all my stuff waiting for it to pass, but it didn't. Lightening was crashing and wind was whipping white clouds of rain in every direction...ugh....so I get my measly little towel and cover my mail bucket with all my stuff in it and run for dear life across the parking lot. I was soaked to the bone in three seconds flat!
PM and pet were eating lunch and wasting time as usual, and got my stuff done in 2 minutes and ran back out into the rain and went home.
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So here I am at home, grab a Smirnoff Ice and twist off the lid and DAMN if I don't cut my lip on WHAT'S THIS?! A broken rim? So there is a chunk of glass floating around in the bottom of the bottle and I pour my drink into a glass, but darn it my lip burns.
But it's ok, the kitties started chasing flies to make me feel better :)
They are lucky it rained, it was all I needed to keep my procrastinating self from taking them to the vet today. Lilo and Kitten are due for a checkup.
"Their teeth look good Ms. Padgett, but what are these little black legs stuck between them?"
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