Remember last month I told y'all that I told my supervisor I'd decided when I wanted my vacation & he laughed and said, "You decided?" I replied, "Yes. I decided when I want to take my vacation."
Well, that week's schedule has been posted and guess whose vacation request wasn't approved? You got it... mine! Needless to say, this week I'm gonna be a bit grumpy and praying extra hard for strength not to tell anyone to kiss my ass. If I make it thru next week (when my vacation was requested) w/o saying it will be only by the grace of God. All the way thru September w/o will fully qualify as a miracle. I could just about eat a handful of nails and crap out a barbed wire fence right now but when life gives me lemons I grab a bottle of tequila, some salt and make margaritas. I've not been really happy at work for quite a while. Maybe this is the straw that breaks the camel's toe and gets me off my duff to start putting in applications elsewhere. Meanwhile I won't say JACK to anyone unless they ask why I'm being so pissy then tell 'em, "Hey! Look who ain't on vacation as per his month ago request!"
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