I Don't Wanna!

Warning: This is a BMW post. Wait...all of my posts are bitchin, moanin, & whinin. Nevermind. Read on.

So Emailita has informed Minionette and me last week that we (our group) will be writing a script. I won't go into the details of the 3-ring circus that said script has been, but I will point out that at no time in our meeting did Emailita assign anyone to this task. Today I get an e-mail with a link to an "award winning...video" from another institution. I also received a link on video script writing. Of course, there was plenty of other "blah, blah, blah" nonsense in the e-mail (which I skimmed right over), but this e-mail infuriates me for several reasons.

1. There are about 5 other projects that I'm currently working on. That fact, coupled with the constant barrage of meeting invitations, means that I don't particular have time to read up on someone else's effing "award winning" video.
2. At no time did I volunteer to do this...nor was I asked to do this. Is this her way of assigning tasks? And as soon as I start working on a task, she simply changes direction and wants something completely different. Why waste my time?!

She just sent me a meeting invitation about another project. I HATE MEETINGS WITH HER!!!!!!!!! Nothing gets accomplished at all. Nothing. Zero. Zip. Zilch.

I think I may have to get sick after lunch.

Room to Breathe

Monday morning. I will tell you that my lungs felt like they were being put through a mammogram as I trekked up the steps to my weekday prison, but I've since gotten a grip and realized that the week is not going to be so bad. How am I coping, you ask?

1. I have learned that Emailita is going to be in meetings (ones that do not involve yours truly) all day most days this week. This means no face time and very little email.
2. I only have one meeting on the books this week. Unfortunately, that one is with Emaility, but I won't let it get me down.
3. Sadie has just admitted that she's not perfect; therefore, I feel less pressure to be flawless.
   
4. I have just penciled two lunch dates into my calendar this week so I can catch up on life.
5. Listmaking - Just finished my personal tasks list for the week, and it's not as bad as I thought. In fact, some of it might be a little fun.
6. Finally, I read my daily dose of positive thinking, which stated:

"To keep motivation going strong, begin at once the mental practice of seeing yourself as an altogether new individual--one who is always vital, vigorous, and excited."

Not completely sure I can be quite that chipper, but I'll try.

Restrooms - No Place for Nonconformity

Even the nonconformist knows when to follow the rules. Having just left the restroom totally grossed out, I feel compared to share some restroom rules:

1. Wash your hands. This is no news flash. You know you're supposed to do it...so just DO IT.
2. Don't talk on your cell while using the potty. Does your friend, mom, boyfriend, colleague, creditor, or whoever really want to hear the tinkle of your urine hitting the toilet water? I think not. If I am in the stall next to you, I will flush, Flush, FLUSH until you hang up.
3. Don't pee on the seat. If you can't hover neatly, then just park it on the germ-infested seat.
   
4. Wipe the counter with a paper towel if you spray water everywhere while washing your hands. Of course, those who refuse to wash their hands won't have to worry about this one either.
5. If you use a paper towel to open the door when exiting, don't drop it on the floor and pretend you didn't notice. Keep it in your hand and deposit in the next trash container you find.
6. Wash your hands. This rule bears repeating, especially to the young woman in the restroom today who exited the stall and practically ran for the door. She didn't seem the least bit embarrassed by her lack of personal hygiene.