This just so happened to be my first week since the Llama quit that I had to stay in the office. It was a real drag, let me tell you. Stuck in the office all week. I’m not someone that can just sit still. I hate being in one place for too long. I get fidgety. So when this week rolls around I dread it. I very often take a day off just to shorten my time. But for once the week was actually rather enjoyable. I laughed a lot at my coworker’s expense.
So there is a grumpy little man that I share the office with. Let’s call him Leroy. Leroy has been here far too long. He was burnt out when I started 8 years ago. I’ve worked with lazy individuals. This has been well documented in my blog, least you forget the Llama. Well, Leroy is lazy to an extent. He at least owns up to it. He actually will get the work accomplished but in the most half-a**ed way possible. The thing is, he will b**** about it the WHOLE time. Non-stop b****ing. I have never heard someone so frequently string together the amount of obscenities as Leroy. It’s almost a talent. I go home impressed on many of days. I share the stories with Bekah and we both have a good laugh. “These dumb a** mother***er’s don’t know a god*** f***ing thing about any of this s***. This is complete bulls***!!!” Bulls***. That comes out of his mouth almost habitually. I really need to have a counter on my desk that I hit whenever I hear him say that. It’s that often. I think the way I pronunciate it has changed since I started work here. Kind of hard not to when you hear it all day long.
The guy seems to think that everyone and everything is a conspiracy against him. If it ends up being a busier week than usual and it’s his week to be handling a certain part of the job, it’s because someone knew that was his job that week and they were saving it all for him. That was the case last week. “This is bulls***! This only happens when I work. They wait for my shift & then decide they want all this done. I’m going to let the motherf***er’s know that this is bulls***.” One day he even went as far to say that our boss is also involved in the conspiracy against him. That our boss makes phone calls to ensure that he has to do more work on his shifts. The funny thing is that he clearly doesn’t pay any attention to the fact that we all do about the same amount of work. In fact, because of is consistent b****ing, our boss has made a chart showing exactly how much each of us does and Leroy is on the bottom of that list as doing the least amount of work. When we first started shifts he got mad and took every Monday & Friday off for a month.
Working with Leroy is a comedy. I often find myself trying in vain not to laugh at the trails & tribulations that drive Leroy to madness. Have I ever heard someone cuss out so many people in my life? Not until working with this guy. You should hear how he talks to people on the phone. Talk about rude. He sure isn’t going out of his way to win any campus awards. Sometimes I wonder if he isn’t stoned. He will just completely forget how to operate on certain days and do his job all wrong. I have to double check his work more often than I would care to admit. Heck, one day he showed up to work 2 hours early and wondered where everyone else was. In bed, buddy. Did the fact that the sun had not yet risen not alert you that is wasn’t time for work? Guess not. Leroy is a man of poor character. According to him he is the only one that does anything on this campus. “Bunch of lazy mother***er’s on this campus.” Everyone else just sits on their a**es all day. “If they’d get of their a** and stop calling out here they would answer their own f***ing question.” In some cases I have to agree with him on that. He also has an aversion to putting gas into any of the campus vehicles. Today I had 6 miles to empty. Now if it was the other way around and he was to get a vehicle that is low. “This is bulls***!!! The f***ing needle is BELOW E!!!” Yet he claims to be the only one that puts gas in a vehicle. The charts say otherwise.
With all that said, Leroy & I get along and I do consider him a friend. Our shared time w/ Llama was a bonding experience. The trauma of it all brought us together. I now know that coworkers can be much worse than Leroy.
What a wild week for weather. It was all over the place. Tuesday it reached 80 degrees. In f***ing January! That is not what I am after. I want to feel some resemblance of winter. We have enough warm days down here as it is. Finally towards weeks end things fortunately changed. We got our gloomy days. And for once the forecast wasn’t full of s***. It actually rained like they said it was going to. Pretty much elevated my mood to a high place. Thursday & Friday were beautiful wet days.
It’s that time of year again. Girl Scout cookies!!! I’ve always admired the fact that they coincide with most people New Year’s resolution plans to diet & eat better. Nothing like temptation. Last year I volunteered myself to help a friend make sales on my side of campus. This year I did the same. Likely will until her daughter no longer is in Girl Scouts. I do not mind being a pusher of cookies. The dealer of sweets. They are basically as addicting as a drug. Probably eating a whole box in one setting is equally as bad for you as some drugs. I sold 17 boxes in 2 days. I thought that was a pretty good job until someone told me they sold 65 the first day. Sure glad it’s not a competition because I wouldn’t stand a chance. These guys out here are tight wads.
Bekah has gotten back into one of her old hobbies: putting together puzzles. It’s cute how enthusiastic she is over them. She is like “When is dinner ready? I have time to work on the puzzle?” Work on it she does. I can’t even say how many hours she has spent on the current challenge but it’s coming along quite nicely. One of these days maybe I will get in on the fun. As for now I’ll let it be her thing. I am curious if the walls of my house will eventually be overrun with puzzles? She plans on sealing and possibly framing the ones she completes. Should this concern me?
A long weekend. Didn’t really do much. I got bored and decided to pick up a paint brush and put it to paper. Found some kids paint. It’s been YEARS since I painted anything. I was once pretty good at it. My mother paid some good money putting me through painting classes when I was a little kid. There was a time when I sold a few. Those days are long gone, but I did have fun. Time sure flies when you get in that zone. I’m happy to say that I might have a new hobby.
Jalapeño….
Bekah Burgers. Always a real treat. This is also the 3rd time that we have had bunless burgers in a week’s time. It just happened that way. That was some bubbly cheese. I think the key to this mean is that she adds egg and oats to the ground beef. It also is cooked on the cast iron skillet unlike all other variations of bunless burgers that we make. Gives it a nice uniform char you can’t get on the grill. It might look fairly plain but it’s a really great meal.
Chicken yakitori with some sriracha broccoli. What am I doing grilling in January? Well it reached 80 degree so why the heck not. The chicken was great. One of the few meals in which I use thigh instead of breast. Also another one of Bekah’s favorite.
Grilled tuna and seaweed salad. I was worried that the tuna was overcooked but it turned out to be just perfect. I drizzled a sweet soy reduction over it with a little sriracha for good measure. Of course it need that jalapeño garnish. Tuna it by far my go-to fish and for reasons unknown it had been a while since I had grilled it. Well, the unseasonably warm weather in January fixed that.
Finally some cooler weather and what better to serve with it than a spicy Asian dish. Orange chicken stir-fry. A go-to meal that I don’t even need a recipe to make I’ve conquered it so many times. We actually had it with sticky rice, a thing I am supposed to be avoiding on this diet. It does make it a better meal. The rice just absorbs the sauce in a way that is meant to be.
Good chili weather & Jimmy at work keeps talking about the batch he made. Like that guy needs to be eating chili. Him and his rotten bowels. Sorry. Not sorry. I have to hear about it all the dang time. So we had left over chili frozen in the freezer and we had a box of mac & cheese. Let’s just throw that together for a nice comfy meal on a cold winter night. No work required. Easy peasy.
Grilled chicken w/green chili country gravy served with grilled okra & corn garnished with grilled red jalapeño. A delightful meal. I had to make a last min trip to HEP because someone failed to inform me that the makings for the gravy had been consumed at an earlier date. I should have looked beforehand but oh well.
Cocktail of the Week: Cherry margarita.
En Fuego 