So, yea, it's been a few days since I've blogged. Bad me. It sounds like I need to put that on my "New Years Resolutions" list...it just keeps on getting longer as the days go by :( So much to improve, so lil' time *grins*.
Christmas went well this year. Some of my presents were like "wtf", but other then that, it was pretty decent. No family drama to speak of *wooohoo*.
I do have to say that I am planning on a beating party for one of our clients here at work. Below is the vent that I did on an online group that I'm on, just because I'm just too damned irritated to type it all again.
So, I get back from lunch and this client (name with held to protect, well, me) was sitting by our secretary and was talking to her and then soon left. I asked the secretary what he wanted and she said "well, he wanted to talk to an agent, but he didn't want to talk to you." Ok, so no big news that he doesn't like me, right back at him. But, then she continued to repeat what he said. He said that I will "be the downfall of the agency", he doesn't like me 'cause I'm gay, that I'm incompetent, and that I'm pretty much worthless because I didn't fax his dec pages to the bank a few weeks ago for his cars.
First of all, I *DID* fax those dec pages to the bank as soon as I got off the phone with him. I vividly remember doing it because I seriously hate the man and I felt dirty that I had to service his needs *blech*. Just because either 1) the bank never received them or 2) they can't update their records really isn't my fucking problem. But, you know, whatever.
But...I'm sorry? I'll be the fucking downfall of the agency and that I'm incompetent?! I mean, I totally get that some people won't like me because I'm gay. It sucks but it's the world that we live in, I understand and accept that. But, I've *NEVER* said or did anything around him that would elude to the fact that I'm a complete fuckup. I mean, *JUST* because he doesn't like me he has to badmouth me to my co-workers????!?!
I will not have that, period. It's one thing to dislike someone. It's another thing to trashtalk them behind their backs and to their co-workers. *screams*. I have *ALWAYS* made an effort to be nice to him and to help him out whenever he needed it. How fucking *DARE* he be so fucking nasty to me and not have the fucking balls to say it to my face.
I've made a decision that, when he comes in next, I'll tell him what I think. I'll be nice about it, but just tell him that, even though he doesn't like me, he doesn't have to talk so fucking nasty about me to my co-workers and that, if he has a problem with me, he needs to take it up with me, not anything else.
Fucking bitch. I'll make him *MY* bitch.
So, yea, I'm pretty pissed :p. But, sooner or later I'll get over it....or it'll fester until I start screaming at him like I have mental problems. Either way, it'll be resolved *grins*
So, I'm at the agency alone today. I'm so freaking BOOOORRRREEEDD!!! We've had, literally, 8 calls today, and it's almost 3. And two people came in to pay their premiums. That's about it....*cries*. If I didn't have the Internet to amuse me....I don't know what I would do!
So now I'm blogging to widdle away the time...I already have the banking cocked, locked, and ready to rock...
I got Prince of Persia: Two Thrones and Doom 3 for Christmas from Mike. Those were in my "stocking" as "stocking stuffers". Holy freaking crap! But, the Prince of Persia game totally kicks ass all over the place. The Doom 3 game blows. I mean, the graphics are pretty cool. I just don't like games where you have to aim in the air wildly and shoot people. Plus the game is so freaking dark, I can hardly see anything that's infront of my face anyways!!! I mean, the default gun has this lil' light on it. And, when I say lil', I'm talking pen light here. And, that's supposed to help you look around in almost complete darkness.
Thanks, huge help.
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