meh January 25 2006
so nothing new to even post about. busy busy busy. Today our butcher came for lunch, and our sign guy and the deputy mayor…all at different tables of course.
A waitress we recently fired it being pissy and demanding and I want to fucking punch her (I have RAGING PMS). I think I am going to throw in the towel and hire a fucking book keeper. It tooooo much work for me. It makes me feel…STUPID. I mean..really it does. Someone needs to set me up and I will fill in the blanks. I hate how we’re doing it now (not). Tomorrow I’m going to make Chris call a book keeper to come to our rescue.
ugh.
DOUBLE UGH WITH PMS PILLS ON TOP!
must have chocolate.
zxanaxz possibly as well.
*sigh*
*heavy heavy sigh*
Awww! I hope the PMS goes away ASAP! )
So, you’re not waiting tables, not cleaning, not cooking, and now not even doing the bookkeeping. Are you sure you are doing anything, Pam? You sure as hell better be running!
As much as I miss up…I do not miss your raging PMS….it scares me…infact it even scares me a little bit from here.
Jon-
The woman just said she has RAGING PMS. Do ya know you’re writing out loud? Hope you live a good distance away!
Pam-
Sweetheart, Jon’s right. Just what the hell do you do? (Safe in the U.S. of A.)
Oh dear lord, managing the books for my FAMILY is enough to make me batty, I couldnt imagine how tough it would be to do it for a company!