So, I was up bright and early for work with Phoenix. I decided to do the Biggest Loser workout before work since I always have spare time. I did the workout and then got ready for work. My left knee (The one I had surgery on that always bothers me.) was hurting and sore. After reading the morning news for far too long, I left for work a few minutes later than usual. I have to walk to work, so I don't get the option to drive extra fast to make up for lost time. So, I left for work, locked my door, and started down the stairs. It was hella cold out, but there was no ice on the stairs. (That would've made it better somehow.) I was halfway down the stairs when I was putting on my iPod. My headphones were tangled, so I let go of the railing to untangle them. I've done this a billion times and never ate shit. Not this time though. I swear, no sooner had I let go and stepped with my left leg that I went flying down the stairs. I stepped with my left leg, my left knee said, "Oh hell no!" and went to Jello. I think my eyes popped out of my head as I realized what was going on. Suddenly, I saw stairs flying towards my face. I threw the iPod and grabbed for the railing, but that did little to stop my fall. Luckily, I had enough sense to tuck my head because I went ass over tea kettle down the remaining stairs. I ended up at the bottom of the stairs, flat on my back on top of my (man)bag. My first thought was, "Fuck! I have to go to work...I only have three hours sick time!" My second thought was, "Get up! People are going to laugh!!" I was the fat girl who fell down the stairs. I never screamed or anything. The only thing I had said was, "Shit!" just as I started to fall. I flew off the ground ninja-style so that no one would see me lying there. If you want to know what it looked like when I fell, well, then go see that movie "How Do You Know" or whatever it's called with Paul Rudd. He falls down the stairs, but he slides halfway down before flipping. I skipped sliding and just went into flipping because that's what all the cool kids do.
I walked to work that morning, and every morning since then, and let me tell you I was sore. Tuesday was a billion times worse. I woke feeling like I had been run over by a speeding train or something. Still, I had to go to work. Sitting in my chair all day only seemed to make it worse. Ehh, whatever...I survived the fall and I'm pretty much all right now. According to the nurse at my work, my "padding" probably saved me from really hurting myself. Good to know the fat came in handy for something. *rolls eyes* My fall, however, earned me a new nickname at work, "Tumble-ina"...You know, like Thumbelina, but not. My cube-mate who likes to mess with me threatened to ice over my stairs if I kept talking smack to her. *grins* Like I know how to stop talking shit? Our other cube-mate who sits across from us then bought me a present to help in case she happened to succeed in icing over my stairs...
Yup, she bought me de-icer. LOL My team at work is our Human Resource Department's worst nightmare. All we do is talk crap to each other. We incessantly tease one another and nothing is said without sarcasm. Yes, what I'm saying is I fit right in with these people, but I am pretty much convinced that when anyone from HR walks by, they close their eyes and plug their ears. What makes it more amusing is that our team leader used to be an HR manager at a store. *grins* She figures as long as we're not offending one another or whatever, then we're fine...I should blog one day and describe the random characters on my team...I think though when they hired me that they were like, "Oh, we know where to put this one..."
For New Year's Eve, we went to Phoenix's sister's house to party. We spent the evening singing karaoke and hanging out with her immediate family, which numbers like 50 people or something. It's crazy. It was a nice mellow evening and then we went to bed far too late to get up far too early for work. My work was so dead on New Year's Day...I took about 35 calls all day. There were times when I went thirty minutes between phone calls. I nearly fell asleep at my desk a few times. I did get some amusing calls though...
My first call of the day was from a scorned woman. One would think men know better than to mess with women...She was pissed off because she'd gotten into an argument with her boyfriend the night before. So, she called in to cut off his credit card!! *laughs wildly* I found that to be my favorite call all day long.
I got a call from a guy who sounded like he was still drinking who wanted to pay his accounts. I had to explain to him that he had paid them two days before and no payments were needed. He was like, "Really? You're my new best friend!" *rolls eyes* Okay, so I now have a new best friend...whatever his name was...
I got a couple of calls from people who were like, "What was my last charge?" I wanted to ask, "Are you trying to remember what you did last night? How much did you drink???" None of them wanted to know anything, but that. Ehh, whatever.
I also wanted to point out, because it's unlikely to happen again, that I was number one on my team for the month of December. I had the best survey scores. I was number one before I had taken my vacation, but I didn't hold my breath because I figured it wouldn't stay like that. When I got back from vacation, I was still number one. Everybody was doing really well too, but I was still like ten points ahead of the person in second place. I still wasn't holding my breath. In training, I had been top of the class and then out of no where, I crashed and burned. I knew it would happen again...Strangely enough, the Universe must've been looking the other way because I didn't crash too hard!! I stayed number one despite a bad survey about our gift cards, which had nothing to do with me. They never even mentioned the rep they spoke to. *rolls eyes* Jackasses. Apparently though, the Universe was paying attention in time to fuck me out of bonus money because until the day they posted the numbers for the bonuses, I was still in the higher bracket, but on the day the numbers updated one last time, I came out at 91.99, which is nice, but at 92.01, you get a sixty dollar higher pay out...So close. Eh, whatever. It's a bonus, right? Apparently, it was my talk-time that dropped me a little bit. Up until then, I'd been riding at 92.8. Stupid bonus. I get so close...I'm hoping to stay up there, but I doubt it after the calls I've had during the last week...I spent all day Wednesday getting yelled at by people because I couldn't remove their late fees or waive their membership fees or re-age their accounts or anything. You know, when we write off hundreds of dollars worth of fees for you, you can't just keep asking...eventually, we have to say no. *rolls eyes*
I guess that's about it for now...Our lease is coming to an end in at the end of February. We were hoping to buy a house, but that's not going to happen. I missed it by four credit points. I opened a secured credit card, but it's taking a long time for me to get that. I'm not going to raise it in time, I just know it. So, we're going to end up renting a house, which sucks because it's going to cost like twice as much as a mortgage would. Housing prices are so low right now...So, we'll rent in the meantime. I'm hoping we stay close enough to my work so I can still walk or ride my new mountain bike because I still don't have a car. I'm kind of stressed because we have to give our thirty day notice here and then quickly find someplace that's available at the end of February. We can't have the house for rent come up on March 1st, because we have to be out by then...It's just too much to think about right now. And the "not knowing" is keeping me up at night. What if we don't find a place? What if...? Well, you know what I'm talking about. It all just sucks balls...Wish us luck. We need a place with a backyard for our dog...And a place for the garden I so desperately want to plant.
Okay, I'm off to do something constructive...Peace out, all.
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