Addiction

My name is April, and I'm an addict. ("Hello April."'s heard in background.) I have to have a fix atlease two to three times a week. (Nods of understanding.) I've even got my daughter addicted. (Gasps of shock.) I realize people must think I'm a horrible person and retched mother, but it's a way for us to spend time together. It's only going to get worse as we indulge more and more. This Thursday we even overdose. We'll get two of our favorites back to back. We'll get our first fix @8pm then second dose @9. I'm thrilled, Survivor will be back!!! And of coarse right after I will be switching to B&tG. I just can't get enough of those geeks!!!!

St Paddy's Day

Last year I went out with my brother and some of his friends. Adam, my bother, was the DD, so my intention was to get hammered and crash on his couch. Once we got out, I really didn't have that good of a time. His friends, who usually are quite the lushes, weren't really into drinking and were very boring. Being part Irish, and it being St Paddy Day, we went to an Irish Pub. We ended up call it a night pretty early, and I went home a bit disappointed. This year we are going to see Nickelback in Atlanta. Our friend Johnny is going, and I'm taking my daughter and making a weekend of it. There will be no wild drinking and partying, since she is 11. But I think it will be more fun than last year.

Customer service

I rarely slack off at work, no that's not right. Wrong r word. I ment I reguarly slack off at work. That's better. Not to say I don't get my work done. It's easy to look like I'm doing my work, since it's data entry. My complaint, is my co-works who slack off and don't get their work done. Or make so many mistakes it's not worth the effort to even try to fix it. I sit next to customer service, so I hear them on the phones all day. Most days I can tune them out and don't give them a second thought. The problem comes when the phones aren't busy and they chat amongst themselves. They becomes very loud, forgetting there are other people working whose jobs have nothing to do with the call volume. This bothers me more so, when I am asked to help answer calls because there are people out. It pisses me off when I look at the phone and see there are calls holding, and they are having personal conversations instead of answering the calls. Coming from customer service I don't normally mind helping out, I know how hectic things can get when someone's out. I also get very aggrivated when I'm listening to their end of the conversation and they are giving the customer completely wrong information. I realize most of this comes from lack of training. The newest people over there got little to no training on certain subject, but they know they don't know the correct answer. All they need to do is ask and someone will give them the correct answer. It doesn't help that I am a perfectionist when it comes to how I do my job. I have little tolerance for people who do a half ass attempt.

Space cadet

I find myself just staring at the computer screen sometimes. My job is data entry, so I'm infront of it all day long. And sometimes I just kinda zone out and stare through the monitor. (Of coarse I also do it when watching television.) Sometimes I worry it means I have some kind of brain damage. But I think I just get distracted easily by the voices in my head. It's much more interesting in there than it is out here in the real world. Does that mean I have issues? Of coarse I do, we all do. I just happen to have a really good imagination that sometimes over powers normal functions. Who needs to read in the bathroom when you have a mini-series going on in your head? Although I have been told that a red-head is second cousin to a blonde, so it might just be that there's alot of air rushing around just sounding like voices. Whatever it is, I find it can make a simple task take much longer.

Random Thoughts-Which are all the thoughts I have

-I like the new Jello commercial. The orange globs jiggling makes me giggle.

-Being southern instantly makes me stupid.

-Being a redhead instantly makes me a slut.

-Being single makes me untrustworthy around husbands and boyfriends.

-I don't understand alot of what's out on the internet. It's not that I'm stupid, it just doesn't make any sense. The wild ramblings of seemingly normal people. I search through blogs looking for something interesting to read, maybe something funny, or inspiring. All I find is crap. Not that I think I'm writing anything profound, but it's better than most of the crap floating around. But this my crap, so of coarse I think it's better than others.

-What is it with men thinking they look sexy no matter how old, fat and bald they get? I saw a guy walking down the mall, beer gut hangin out, hair line starting at the back of his neck, thinking he was the stud. Maybe 20 years and 100 suitcases of Bud ago he was cute, but now he's just a joke.