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    <subtitle>or just call me stefani.</subtitle>  
    
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        <title>100+ reasons. (current count: 31)</title>   
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        <p>my mother in law is staying with us from August 16th - September 4th.&#160;
she is here to help with baby.&#160; (once she comes!&#160; i was due <em>yesterday</em>!!)&#160; but, all she has done is <strong>drive me crazy</strong>.&#160; i plan on updating this list daily/hourly/up to the minute, whatever :P <br />the first part.. is from my lj.&#160; i&#39;m just going to copy/paste. (#1-11)<br />please pray i go into labor during the middle of the night so she will be sleeping &amp; i can sneak out to the hospital.&#160; if i make it to my induction (i&#39;m crossing my fingers that i do - so my mom is here).. i plan on going ALONE.&#160; my husband will meet me there once i get checked into a room.&#160; i will then call my sister.&#160; then, no one will be called or see me till addison is born.&#160; even then, the nurses will have strict instructions to only let 1 extra visitor at a time.&#160; only when i feel up to it.&#160; that&#39;s it.&#160; too bad for marcs family who all live here &amp; will try to bombard me.</p><p><strong>1</strong>. i got a &quot;lecture&quot; on why we shouldnt of rented this duplex.&#160;
although, we have lived here for nearly 2 years now.&#160; she has pointed out all it&#39;s &quot;faults&quot;.</p><p><strong>2</strong>.
she made me go to the mall today to &quot;walk&quot; to hurry this baby OUT.&#160;
yet, she knows my mom cant get into town till thursday (the day of my
induction).&#160; i want my mom there.</p><p><strong>3</strong>. it&#39;s
not safe to drive around with less than 1/2 a tank of gas in the car.&#160;
SERIOUSLY?&#160; because i ONLY put 1/2 a tank at a time in the car.&#160;
because it takes me like a week to use it.&#160; get over it!&#160; unless you
want to pay for my gas?<br />she also put $5 of gas in the rodeo.&#160; i was 1/2 expecting her to make us pay her back for it.</p><p><strong>4</strong>. she
lectured marc on the fact that his car (the rodeo) was &quot;messy&quot; inside.&#160;
there were too many empty water bottles in there.&#160; &amp; a couple work
shirts in the back.</p><p><strong>5</strong>. i was sleeping yesterday morning at 10am.&#160; i
woke up originally at 8am.&#160; she wasnt here.&#160; i watched the news, fell
back asleep.&#160; she woke me up, &amp; decided i shouldnt be sleeping in
that late.&#160; &quot;we have things to do you know!&quot; (the mall walking) no. we don&#39;t.</p><p><strong>6</strong>.
she yells at our dog. for welcoming her home. &quot;go lay down!&quot; uhm, she
just wants to say hi?&#160; then gets mad when the dog stays at her feet
when she eats.&#160; then proceeds to feed the dog scraps.</p><p><strong>7</strong>. she
hasnt seen me since the wedding last year. &amp; no pictures of me
pregnant. yet keeps telling me i dropped. &amp; rubbing my belly.&#160; i have no dropped. at all. get off my belly.</p><p><strong>8</strong>. she keeps telling people how she is going to be in the delivery room.&#160; this is how it goes:<br />her:
&quot;yeah! i&#39;m going to be there.&#160; i told stefani i would be in there for
her.&quot;&#160; note: i did not ASK her to be there. i dont want her there.&#160; i
dont want anyone but my husband &amp; sister (for pictures)</p><p><strong>9</strong>.
i woke up this morning (saturday) &amp; she was deciding on how to
REARRANGE MY LIVING ROOM.&#160; uhm, that would require us redoing our
surround sound which is SCREWED INTO THE CEILING.&#160; no. we are not
rearranging.<br />plus, she wanted to put the longest couch on the
shortest wall, move the shorter couch to the longer wall &amp; put the
arm chair.. IN FRONT OF THE FIREPLACE.&#160; like, not &quot;floating&quot; in front
of it.&#160; but directly blocking it.</p><p><strong>10</strong>. she questioned me
on my mail.&#160; if i shred everything that comes in with my name on it.&#160;
because of identity theft.&#160; yes, they are going to come &amp; steal my
newest magazine.&#160; steal my name &amp; address!! oooooh.</p><p><strong>11</strong>.
we have gone out to eat for 3 meals since wednesday.&#160; she has only paid
for ONE of her meals.&#160; she just orders with us &amp; allows us to glady
pay for it.&#160; then, doesnt offer cash.&#160; tonight was the kicker...&#160; we
went out to eat at a buffet.&#160; she doesnt even stand near us when
paying, yet says &quot;oh, one of those buffets is for a senior citizen&quot;.&#160;
then, never offers us cash.&#160; we leave, go to get gas for the car.. we
are halfway home, &quot;oh! thanks for buying me dinner!&quot;<br />WHAT THE FUCK? WE NEVER OFFERED?</p><p><strong>12</strong>. if we fall asleep on the couch, she looks over &amp; asks loudly.. &quot;you takin&#39; a nap over there?!&quot;&#160; GOOD GOD, STFU.</p><p><strong>13</strong>.
my mom calls me, just to check up.&#160; she was going to buy baby clothes.&#160;
i was like &quot;oh, just wait till we see how big she is &amp; we can
decide on what size to get for the fall&quot;&#160; she is eves dropping &amp;
says under her breath &quot;she will need 6-9 mos&quot;.&#160; OH RLY?&#160; THANKS FOR
LISTENING!&#160; good god.&#160; my mom was like &quot;what did she say?&quot; i was like
&quot;nothing, but i think 3-6 should be okay, if she isn&#39;t huge by the time
she comes out&quot;&#160; hahaaha.</p><p><strong>14</strong>. i&#39;m currently driving my sister in laws saturn.&#160; she doesnt use it as she just bought a new car.&#160; she doesnt need it back till her 16 year old son starts drivers ed sometime later this year.&#160; well, sometimes it makes.. noises.&#160; like, a vibrating noise when you first start it.&#160; it&#39;s from when her daughter hit a pole.&#160; it vibrates for maybe 1 minute &amp; stops.&#160; my mother in laws reaction &quot;OH THAT IS NOT A GOOD NOISE, IT NEEDS TO BE LOOKED AT&quot;.&#160; then, some rubber tubing was slightly coming off the door. &quot;OH THIS NEEDS TO BE FIXED, THAT CAN&#39;T BE GOOD&quot;.&#160; i was accelerating &amp; my foot slipped off the gas &amp; it was in the process of changing gears (it&#39;s automatic) making an odd noise.&#160; &quot;WHAT WAS THAT? THAT&quot;S NOT GOOD.&quot;&#160; i just go. &quot;my foot slipped, it&#39;s fine.&quot;&#160; omfg. the car RUNS.&#160; it goes from point A to point B.&#160; it&#39;s SIX YEARS OLD.&#160; GET THE HELL OVER THE NOISES.&#160; </p><p><strong>15</strong>. my husband sits in the back seat, &amp; lets him mom sit up front (i always drive).&#160; i will say something to my husband &amp; look at him in the rear view mirror while saying it.&#160; he will hear what i say, but she wont be paying attention, then she loudly asks &quot;what?&quot;&#160; i&#39;m like &quot;nothing, i was talking to marc&quot;&#160; GOD DAMN. do you HAVE to listen to my fucking conversation?&#160; i counted her doing this 6 times in <em>one </em>15 minute car ride today.</p><p><strong>16</strong>. marc &amp; i were laying on the couch.&#160; play fighting with our legs for room on the couch.&#160; my MIL looks over &amp; says &quot;oh my god! watch out for the baby!&quot;&#160;&#160; uhm? she is safe in my belly.&#160; marc wasnt even close to my belly.&#160; i&#39;m pretty sure i&#39;ve made it -this- far into pregnancy &amp; the baby is JUST FINE.</p><p><strong>17</strong>. she calls me &quot;ma&quot;.&#160; hi, my name is STEFANI.&#160; not &quot;ma&quot;. </p><p><strong>18</strong>. she has now started telling the dog that daddy (my husband) is home from work.&#160; my dog understands what we say &amp; this prompts her to get excited thinking my husband is going to come through the door.&#160; i have to correct her &amp; say, no, he isn&#39;t. calm down.&#160; GOOD GOD.&#160; just because the dog stares at her!&#160; but i keep the blinds open for her to look out.&#160; poor dog gets so sad when she sees he is CLEARLY not there.</p><p><strong>19</strong>. i have seen her get off the couch 2 times today.&#160; one time to get pizza that *i* made for myself.&#160; but i felt bad, &amp; offered her some.&#160;&#160; the second time she came in the kitchen asking, &quot;whatcha doin&#39;, ma?&quot;&#160; DONT CALL ME MA.&#160; and i was doing DISHES.&#160; which is quite obvious from where she sits.&#160; <br />she knows we have to hand wash all our dishes b/c the washer is broken.&#160; yet, doesnt offer to help.&#160; &amp; just adds to the mess.</p><p><strong>20</strong>. we are apparently out of bottled water.&#160; we *had* about 8 bottles in there this morning.&#160; i have only had 1.&#160; marc had 1.&#160; WHERE DID THE OTHER 6 GO?&#160; oh, that&#39;s right.. sitting on the couch wears you out.&#160; i guess i better add THAT to the grocery list.&#160; ugh.</p><p><strong>21.</strong>&#160; she moved on to drinking pepsi.&#160; she doesnt like pepsi.&#160; she took one sip &amp; goes &quot;ew&quot;.&#160; told marc he could drink it. i KNOW she doesnt like pepsi, yet still opened one?&#160; </p><p><strong>22</strong>. i&#39;m cooking porkchops tonight.&#160; they aren&#39;t cheap.&#160; she hasnt offered us grocery money, or offered to buy herself groceries.&#160; so WE are supporting HER.&#160; she hasnt even offered to help me in the kitchen.&#160; i forget, which one of us is pregnant?&#160; &amp; i&#39;m pretty sure marc &amp; i dont make enough money to feed her too.&#160; we weren&#39;t planning on having to feed another adult mouth during maternity leave.</p><p><strong>23</strong>. she has had the lights on in the house since 8am.&#160; wasting electricity.&#160; i&#39;m *pretty sure* sunlight is free.&#160; my electricity bill is going to be HUGE.</p><p><strong>24</strong>. she got upset because i went to my doctors appointment WITHOUT HER.&#160; uhm, i&#39;m a big girl, i don&#39;t need someone with me! </p><p><strong>25</strong>. i was collecting laundry.&#160; i always check marcs pockets for receipts because he never takes them out of his shorts.&#160; she looks over and says, &quot;oh his pockets are empty, i checked them already for money&quot;&#160; she wasnt kidding.&#160; she fucking checked his shorts for cash, then tossed them BACK on the floor.&#160; then, points out all his clothes that are dirty &amp; doesnt help me out to get them.</p><p><strong>26</strong>. during my labor she told me when each contraction was starting..as if i couldnt feel it?!</p><p><strong>27</strong>. she also tried allowing herself to stay in the room during procedures when they asked everyone to leave. except marc.&#160; she was like, &quot;well i&#39;d like to stay&quot;&#160; i would have to say.. &quot;MARC CAN BE THE ONLY ONE&quot;</p><p><strong>28</strong>. since i had an emergency c-section, i was unable to walk the same night.&#160; addison had TONS of diaper changes the first night.&#160; she complained that she had to change her, yet.. allowed herself to stay at the hospital over night.&#160; how was i supposed to change her?&#160; i was stuck in a bed.</p><p><strong>29</strong>. she complained that i asked her to pick stuff up off the floor &amp; help me at the hospital.&#160; once again, I CANT BEND OVER.</p><p><strong>30</strong>.&#160; we are back home now.. she does laundry all day.&#160; wasting my water &amp; electricity.&#160; there is nothing to be washed, yet she keeps washing shit.</p><p><strong>31</strong>. still calling me &quot;ma&quot;.&#160; this morning (at 11am): &quot;just gettin up, ma?&quot;&#160; uh, i have a newborn, ive BEEN up.&#160; &quot;so what are you hungry for, ma?&quot;&#160; well, i dont know who the fuck MA is.&#160; but stop calling me that.<br />  </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>!!</title>   
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        <published>2007-07-09T04:28:46Z</published>
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        <p>holy cow, it&#39;s been a while, huh?&#160; march!&#160; before i knew i was having a girl, even!</p><p>addison is due in the next 5 1/2 to 7 1/2 weeks (assuming i go past due).&#160; i can go at any time &amp; the doctor will not stop labor, now that i have successfully passed the 34 week mark! :)</p><p>life has been CRAAAZY.&#160; but good.<br />i do read time to time.&#160; just not lots of comments, but i read!</p><p>&lt;3 i will do better.<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>story of the B.</title>   
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        <published>2007-03-27T23:47:21Z</published>
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        <p>it&#39;s actually pretty short &amp; sweet!</p><p>she has been with the company since the week of thankgiving last year.&#160; so, roughly 4 months.&#160; and has been late a grand total of 18 times.&#160; all documented.&#160; she has been written up twice &amp; given one verbal for the tardiness &amp; other misc stuff.</p><p>saturday, she calls in one hour before her shift (we require two hour notice) and tells me she will be 2-3 hours late (she is required to tell our boss).&#160; i say, okay bye!&#160; and hang up.&#160; giggle. tell my boss.&#160; she goes, &quot;i&#39;m done&quot;.&#160; i get all bug eyed.&#160; because from what i&#39;ve heard, my boss LIKES the B.&#160; but apparently not!</p><p>she made a call to our district manager who called our regional who made the decision monday morning to can the B!</p><p>well, the bad thing..<br />the B (a lesbian, but not the bad part) was dropped off monday at work by her girlfriend.&#160; on her girlfriends way home, she was involved in a car accident.&#160; which totalled the B&#39;s car.&#160; her girlfriend (1) isnt covered by insurance -medical- (2) has no texas drivers license.&#160; just an out of date illinois one.&#160; ha!<br />anyway, the B ended up leaving after 45 minutes monday.&#160; giving her monday/tuesday off.&#160; she comes back tomorrow.&#160; and will be canned.</p><p>i&#39;m so excited!</p><p><br />ps. my site is no longer nineteen80.net&#160; but<a href="http://bella-amore.com"><span style="font-size: 1.95312em;"> http://bella-amore.com</span></a> !!!<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>mark your calendars!</title>   
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        <p>march 28 - the <strong>B</strong> gets fired!</p><p>april 9 -&#160; i find out the sex of the baby! :)<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>liar, party of two.</title>   
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        <p>okay, the B is still with us (god help us).&#160; but she is getting write up #2, finally.&#160; &amp; a possible demotion! :)</p><p>this weekend is my weekend off.&#160; i have been sick the entire past week, &amp; managed not to get the husband sick.&#160; and no one at work.&#160; except for the B.&#160; today she has her GIRLFRIEND call in for her.&#160; she knows how we do not like other people calling in for them.&#160; (yes, the B is bisexual - not that it matters, but in her case, it&#39;s mostly for attention).</p><p>anyway, her girlfriend calls in at 11:30am to inform my boss that she is sick &amp; in the &quot;Emergency Care Unit&quot;.&#160; whatever that is.&#160; i assume not the Er.&#160; bur whatever.&#160; and that she wont be able to be at work today from 1-10pm, because she is just that sick. (whatever).</p><p>my boss calls me to vent &amp; is SO SO pissed off at the bitch.&#160; so i go to the B&#39;s myspace.</p><p>hmm. sick enough to go to the doctor, but not sick enough to message friends all night long.&#160; <br />funny, because last night i was sick (i have been sick for the past week, &amp; the B claims i got her sick) &amp; got on the computer for 5 minutes to check email &amp; log off.&#160; and couldnt stand staring at the screen longer than that.</p><p>fine, whatever.</p><p>then i go to it just now.&#160; okay, she was in the &quot;ECU&quot; at 11:30am.&#160; yet, messaged her girlfriend @ 1:30pm.&#160; and again at 3:30pm.&#160; oh, not to mention at NOON she UPDATED HER PROFILE.&#160; wow, i didnt know at the &quot;ECU&quot; they offered computers for sick patients to login to update their myspace!!</p><p>i called my boss just minutes ago (7:30pm).&#160; she told me that the B called up at work at 5:30pm, saying she was at the &quot;ECU&quot; since 11am!!&#160; and STILL THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</p><p>hahah what a fucking LIAR.&#160; so my boss took away all her hours for next week.&#160; not allowing her back in the store till next wednesday!!&#160; HAHAHA.&#160; idiot.<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>grr!</title>   
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        <published>2007-02-03T03:24:34Z</published>
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        <p>god, ive had ALL DAY to get SO much done. and i feel like i got nothing accomplished.&#160; i start working on something, then i stop to sit &amp; rest.&#160; because i do not have the energy i did before i was pregnant.</p><p>i&#39;ve got a new shelf installed in our laundry room.&#160; i put away all our wedding gifts i hadnt gotten to yet.&#160; cleaned the kitchen 80%, cleaned 5% of the diningroom/office, the second bedroom/future nursery needs MAJOR cleaning.</p><p>i drive myself insane.</p><p>then i went to walmart to get new blinds, because the second bedroom doesnt have any.&#160; and i bought them two inches too small.&#160; UGH!&#160; so i wont have a chance to exchange those till tuesday.</p><p>i made dinner with consisted of brocolli cheese soup &amp; grilled cheese sandwich.&#160; with my flinestones vitamin =).&#160; and i&#39;m super bloated.</p><p><br />AHHHH. i want the house to be SUPER clean by the time marc gets home.&#160; thats at 10. and impossible.<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>goodbye, B, goodbye.</title>   
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        <published>2007-02-02T05:00:00Z</published>
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        <p>so, the <strong>b</strong> has been working at another store (store &quot;a&quot;) on a<em> trial run</em>.<br />basically.. my friend was promoted from assistant (at store &quot;a&quot;) to store manager at another store&#160; so, she opened up an assistant job at store &quot;a&quot;.</p><p>well, the store manager of store &quot;a&quot; is leaving in april for another store that opens in april.&#160; they have already found her replacement &amp; she starts in a week as an assistant.&#160; mainly to get her trained.&#160; as they do this with all new store managers.&#160; </p><p>the<strong> b</strong> is supposed to also talk to the future store manager of store &quot;a&quot;, to see if she could work out as her assistant.&#160; it is totally up to the NEW store manager, not the CURRENT one.&#160; well, the <strong>b</strong> is trying to out do everyone, and act like she owns the world.&#160; i&#39;m glad her style hasnt changed since she has left my store! hahaha.&#160; because she <em>sucks</em>.&#160; and well, everyone including the DISTRICT MANAGER has realized she sucks.</p><p>in fact, they said &quot;she will never be a store manager in this company&quot;!&#160; hahah, how sad!</p><p>either way, the future store manager of store &quot;a&quot;, is bringing her own staff &amp; will not be using the <strong>b</strong>.&#160; teehee.</p><p>anyway, she is supposed to be written up for always &quot;forgetting&quot; to take bank drops.&#160; &amp; other things.&#160; she already has one write up for being late CONSTANTLY.&#160; one more? and she is g-o-n-e!<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>so last night.</title>   
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        <published>2007-01-18T00:17:28Z</published>
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        <p>let me tell you about all the awesome things that are going on.<br />not.</p><p><br />so, about last night.&#160; our electricity had been acting odd.&#160; but i just thought it was a few power surges that we get once every few months.&#160; i went to weather.com for a totally unrelated reason, and realized.. it might snow over night.&#160; i thought &quot;whatever&quot;.&#160; this is texas after all!&#160; plus, we already had an ice storm earlier in the week, and typically we get one ice storm a year, then it passes.</p><p>around 11pm, i was taking a shower.&#160; my plan was to be in bed by 11:30pm.&#160; asleep by 12:30pm.&#160; so i could get up at 8:30am, to get ready for my doctors appointment (for the baby).</p><p>i&#39;m in the shower.&#160; just applied the shampoo.&#160; then.. <em><strong>darkness</strong></em>.</p><p>pitch-f&#39;ing-black.</p><p>great, we lost power.&#160; so i had to shower 10x faster due to the fact the hot water heater wasnt going to heat up anymore water, so i better get done FAST before i use it all.&#160; i freak out a little, because i was going to go to the lady doctor, and i needed to shave, bad.</p><p>marc comes in 2 minutes later with a candle.&#160; so i have light, and tells me to hurry, that he doesnt want me to hurt myself in the dark.</p><p>i come out a few minutes later, and he had lit candles all over the house.&#160; he looks outside, apparently just our side of the road had lost power, wtf?&#160; we sit here.&#160; bored.&#160; i&#39;m in a robe.&#160; waiting.&#160; i find my electricity bill, call in the outage.&#160; marc seriously thought it was because we paid our bill late.&#160; hahah, (1) i paid it on time (2) they wouldnt shut it off at 11pm on a tuesday night!</p><p>i realize.. there is no way i will be able to dry my hair till the freaking power comes on, and it totally threw off my whole plan.&#160; so, i say screw it.. i comb my hair &amp; proceed to go to bed.&#160; then i hear voices outside my backdoor.</p><p>i look out in my backyard expecting someone to be out there (which would be scary since we have a private backyard).&#160; turns out, they outage.. is being fixed in the electricity pole that is in my NEIGHBORS backyard.&#160; &amp; my neighbor was out there keeping the dude company.&#160; TOTALLY ANNOYING.</p><p>so, needless to say, about 12:15.. power was back on.<br />i went to bed without drying my hair.</p><p><br />fast forward to 7:45am.</p><p>my cell phone starts ringing. and ringing. and ringing.<br />it&#39;s the b.<br />i&#39;m like STOPCALLING.&#160; and dont answer.&#160; i just yell at the phone.</p><p>finally after three calls, i answer.<br />me: &quot;hello.&quot;<br />her: &quot;hey, have you looked outside?!&quot;<br />me: &quot;uh, i&#39;m sleeping&quot;<br />her: &quot;get up. and look outside.&quot;<br />-i get up-<br />me: &quot;oh. my. fucking. good. god. shit&quot;<br />her: &quot;yeah, and i dont know how i&#39;m going to get to work&quot;</p><p>i tell her to call my boss &amp; let her know she is going to be late.</p><p>it snowed.&#160; it freaking showed.&#160; we got a good 1-2 inches.&#160; IN TEXAS.<br />i turned on the news.&#160; all schools? closed.&#160; the roads? horrible.</p><p>at 9:30am, i start calling my obgyn to let them know i need to reschedule.&#160; &amp; pray they dont dock me this visit or make me pay (if you miss 2 appointments, they drop you as a patient.&#160; if you reschedule, you have to pay, if you do it in under 24 hours).&#160; the phone is busy.&#160; i call again.&#160; it hangs up on me.&#160; call again &quot;you have reached _____ obgyn. we are currently experiencing a high volume of calls.&#160; please press 0 for an operator&quot;&#160; hit 0.&#160; sit &amp; wait.&#160; the message comes up again.&#160; i hit 0.&#160; this goes on for 10 minutes, then it disconnects me.&#160; i call back a few minutes later.&#160; same deal.</p><p>i finally realize.. i will call the MAIN office!&#160; turns out they were closed.&#160; &amp; it went to voicemail.&#160; i felt better.<br />at this point, i fall back asleep since i didnt have work till 1pm.&#160; at 10:30am, when i should of been at the doctor, the phone rings.&#160; it was the obgyn office letting me know my appointment was cancelled due to weather, and they were SO sorry they werent able to reach me sooner, &amp; felt bad that i tried calling them before they got to me.&#160; that made me feel 100x better. and realize how NICE they were!!</p><p>i go to work at 1pm.&#160; our district manager calls us, &quot;close the store at 5pm&quot;&#160; SWEET!!&#160; and i still get paid as if i closed :D&#160; </p><p>marc calls me.. WE SOLD MY MUSTANG!!!&#160; it&#39;s been sitting in my driveway since MAY, not working.&#160; and someone is buying it for more than i thought we would get.&#160; i&#39;m SO happy.&#160;&#160; so, we have $$ for baby stuffs!!</p><p>anyway, i&#39;m now home &amp; so happy.&#160; today turned out to be great.<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>contradictions.</title>   
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        <published>2007-01-11T06:26:37Z</published>
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        <p>my boss finally was totally fed up with all the crap going on in the store as of late.&#160; (god, took long enough).</p><p>we had a meeting tonight.&#160; everything was discussed.</p><p>i told the b, that i felt like we didnt work as a team, but more as a competition.<br />she didnt like this.&#160; she wanted me to give examples.<br />i had none!</p><p>i have the WORST time explaining myself.</p><p>i was just like, you know.. we say there is no i in team, right?<br />well, i feel that way with you!</p><p><br />i told her that her personality is WAY harsh.&#160; if my boss can change, so can she.&#160; <br />she refuses to say her personality is harsh.</p><p><br />a lot of the things that came spewing out of her mouth contradicted other things.</p><p></p><p><br />what people said about me?<br />i need to grow balls.<br />i already knew this.&#160; MARC tells me this.&#160; so i wasnt surprised.</p><p>&amp; that was it.<br />i know the b was holding back SO SO much.&#160; which in turn pissed me off more.</p><p>but, if she finds a replacement for herself.. SHE IS TRANSFERRING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>:D</title>   
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        <published>2007-01-10T03:23:44Z</published>
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