Rearing Her Head Like Medusa, The CPH Returns

some things are not meant to last and the detente between me and the cabbage patch head is over. like kaput. oh, nothing extreme happened--no cross words or heated exchanges. it all started yesterday when i got this w-a-y weird vibe from her. i thought it was really odd that she skipped our weekly staff meeting, which unless i'm on vacation or on such a serious deadline, i would never miss. then i tried to track her down to sign a congrats card for a fellow in another office, and i nearly had to lasso her. no joke. it was like she couldn't run away, as usual, fast enough from me. unless i stink, there's no reason for that. i guess some people don't understand common courtesy or manners.

i also noticed she left halloween packages for two coworkers and originally i thought it was treats and sweets, but i think it was for their dogs. i'm not sure, but the rest of our group did not receive one of her gift packs, which were clearly labeled from her, and as everyone tries to be overly politically correct, even if you didn't like someone, normally you have to provide whatever you're giving to one person to the whole group. like it or hate it, that's how it goes. oh, you could buck the trend, but then you would be labeled petty and believe you me, you don't want that.

then i was working on a couple of projects with our formatting guru and the cph comes over and proceeds to whine about not being able to attend today's team-building event and that she was at the office until like 12:30 a.m. on saturday, and frankly, she's getting a little bitter about missing our group events. now, i can say this--if i was in her shoes and missed both the fab baseball outing and today's art museum tour, i would be pissed. let's face it, i threw a blog hissy fit for a good two to three weeks until things were turned around in my favor. so, i get it. but unless she had to be at the office, she could have spared four hours.

we are all very busy. i have two projects that are due this friday and i can't wait to get them done. i can't wait for the weekend to start and for me to breath a big ole sigh of relief that those two gut-wrenchers will be behind me. i hate to wish time away, but the next three days are gonna be hectic, no doubt about it. thursday and friday will probably be the worst of it, with friday being a total horse race.

anyhoosa, i get where she's coming from, but at the same time, this joan-of-arc act is wearing thin. real thin.