mind your own goddamned business

yesterday, i had to go to the credit department....

this department is seriously lazy. they don't do shit unless you stalk them. they don't check voicemails or emails. i can send an email and put a return receipt on it and they'll say, "oh, i didn't get anything!" and 5 minutes later, i'll get a message saying that they received it.

this is most evident at month end... month end is always really busy... but, they still don't check shit. i can send something at 8AM and they won't check it until 11AM, unless i go over there and tell them that i sent them an email. and when i go over there, they try to tell me that i didn't send them anything. then i tell them that i'll resend it... and 5 mins later, i'll get a return receipt and then they'll tell me that the second one came through okay. and then i'll tell them, "I DIDN'T SEND YOU A SECOND EMAIL."

at any rate, they're never working. i may fuck around a lot at work, but i get my shit done. and i will show up early if i need to and i will work late when i need to. they are here for exactly 8.5 hours. and they always take their 15 minute breaks. although, most of the time it stretches out to 30+ minutes.

i do more work than 5 people over there in that department. they're just a bunch of fucking whiners. whenever i go over there, the guy i need to talk to is never at his desk. i'll call him T. for Turd.

T is either socializing with someone in another cube, in the restroom, or at lunch. it could be 3pm and he'll be at lunch. 11am? at lunch. i have no fucking idea when he's in the office. i have to walk over there multiple times a day to babysit him. and he and his stupid boss (i'll call him J. for Jackass) come over and ask my boss to take them out to dinner or lunch... he should take them out for doing their job? what the fuck... they always act like they're going above the call of duty, when in reality, they're barely doing enough of their job to keep it.

i got off topic... i am so annoyed right now...

oh yeah. so yesterday, i go over to talk to T regarding Customer X's credit line. (by the way, this is not even my job. i don't get paid for doing this bullshit. the sales guy does. yay! i get fucked in the ass again!) he's arguing with me and arguing with me... so i say, "look, let's talk to J... maybe he will just let the product go without a payment since this IS the end of the fiscal half and all."

so we're waiting. while we're waiting, he starts asking me about my marriage. now, i understand he's just trying to make conversation, but it's none of his fucking business.

T: you've been married for a while now...
G: yeah... almost 2 years...
T: well, it's about time you start having kids now, right?
G: *blank stare*
T: isn't it?
G: uhm... it's not really any of your business
T: yeah, that's true...
G: i'd rather not talk about it
T: well, i guess it'll happen when it happens
G: *blank stare* (thinking to myself - just because we're breeders doesn't mean that we should be allowed to have accidents...) uh. yeah. look. i'm going to go back to my desk. please call me when J's done fraternizing over there. thanks. *walks away very quickly*

i didn't say anything to him because i didn't think he would understand. he's fairly dim-witted. it's unbelievable. also, he likes to put up pics of W all over his cubicle. if i didn't know any better, i'd think he had a crush on him. he just assumes that everyone's a republican. i don't say anything to him because i do NOT discuss politics or religion with people at work.

one time at work, this lady (i'll call her S for Stupid) found out that i *gasp* wasn't republican! she started verbally attacking me. so i told her (i've found that most republicans hate this), "you're not a republican. you're libertarian. you've got liberal viewpoints, but you're conservative with your money. you're libertarian. okay?" boy, she got so mad. her face was all red... and i was enjoying myself immensely. and then...

S: you know what? if you don't like it ("it" being the fact that orange county is the GOP capital of kahl-ee-for-ni-a), you can just get out. (and she was really pissed, by the way, she wasn't kidding.)
G: oooookay...
S: no, i'm serious, just get out! (her voice is loud and shrill by this time... attracting a crowd)
G: *condescending smile* oooookay....

i swear i will never talk about politics again. same goes for religion. hell, steve and i don't even talk about that stuff at home. every once in a while, he likes to make a snarky comment to get me riled up, but nothing other than that.