How not to act around new employees

This post wasn’t supposed to be about my stupid antics, but I’ve only gotten 3 questions! Not enough to make post out of…there hasn’t be SOMETHING you guys want to know. Lol.

On to explain the title. Today, as I was diligently working my way through the less than impressive stack of papers on my desk. I had gotten up and proceeded to the copier (have we noticed a trend with my trips to the copier yet?). As I was walking I was completely absorbed into the paperwork I was looking over, only to have my a concentration shattered by my boss standing directly in the path I was taking. I usually would not pay her any mind, however the words “And this is Miss Kim BlahBlah, who you will be working with on the program” left her mouth. Instantly my eyes shot up and I was met with the most incredible peircing blue eyes I’ve ever seen. They burned into mine, and I couldn’t move…I couldn’t even studder. As I searched for something intelligent to say to him, my body “went stupid” and I thrusted out my hand to him. The moment our hands connected, I thought lightening had hit me.  My brain began to scream, those great big flashing signs started popping up in my head and I about melted…did I mention the hot flash I suddenly went through although I’m only 23? What the hell had just happened and why did I feel like my entire body was tingling and on high alert?

As I led him to my desk, I heard the faint sound of a snicker coming over my dear co-worker’s wall. DAMNIT. Is it really that obvious? Have I been out of practice THAT freaking long? Then I realized, yes…it must be, because I’m rambling. I caught myself saying something about pringles. Oh. Dear. God. I rushed through the program and what I used and vaguely touched on a few other parts. (Of the PROGRAM people…geez) Hoping this would rush HIM out of my CUBE because we were ENTIRELY too close and the electricity was KILLING ME.

I winced when I realized he had caught onto my charade.  A smirk played on his lips, and it threatened my sanity for a moment. After a few tense seconds he cleared his throat and went back into professional mode, and I stumbled my way through with him. After the brief encounter he left, to my chagrin.

I began to walk back to the copier, lingering at my co-workers cube. She looked at me and burst into laughter. Embarrassment…I had it. She did side with me it had to be his eyes. And of course my boss was sure to let me know, that it was hilarious and she was amazed I kept it together as well as I did.

So there you go, there’s how not to act around new people you are strangely attracted to.

Much Love,
K

Edit: I would just like to say, he happened to walk back up to my cube as I was writing this and grinning ear to ear…I think he knows. Damnit.

P.S. Ask questions!

Ahaha!

Yesterday as I was standing at the copier in a haze, I heard a faint giggle to the right of me. I dismissed it as just an email that must have been funny. Continuing to copy/scan a few documents I suddenly heard the giggle of now a male AND a female. Obviously this perked my curiousity, and I quietly walked near the cube it was generating from. A co-worker, we’ll call him Rob*, had apparently bought a “paper” (if you would like to call it that) in an extremely small town he drives through on his way into work every morning.

Yes, you’ve read that right. It is a paper dedicated to mugshots of local arresties.

I thought it was a joke until he opened the paper, and I saw these (among many other) categories within the normal mugshots.

I was shocked… “Best Mullets” ?! Are you effing kidding me?! It’s like they’re in a fashion mag.

Oh let us not forget…

…those who decided to fight the police, you go in the special “I bet that hurt” section…because you’re idiots.

I wasn’t sure if I should laugh, or be offended for these people. So I laughed.

I did find it slightly disturbing that the majority of the mugshots were from sex offenders. We’re talking out of 10 pages, 6 of those were sex offenders…in JUST this area alone. Just shows you how the world is becomming.

Anyway, so I’ve decided to take an idea from other bloggers. I’m opening my next post to you guys. Ask me some questions, it doesn’t matter what they are.

Have a great day!
Much Love,
K

* This may or may NOT be his real name

Ick..

So my grandfather will be arriving in town later today. I haven’t seen him in about a year, and he has NEVER been to my house. Which means…I had to clean like crazy.  Especially my roomie’s dog’s room. The problem with this is that I am allergic to dust. 
 

So Tara decided to make my mask into a monkey face, because I’m “Special”.

Heheh.

And I really do not want to go back to work today, but I think I might be hunted down and killed if I don’t go back.

 to Mim!!!! Go wish her a Happy Birthday!

Have a great day!!

Much Love,
K

:-)

And I’m back! Amazingly enough NOT burned, and not exactly tanned either. Isn’t it great how a few days out of town (coughatthebeachcough) can completely bring you back to life?  So are you ready for the run down (yes…I have pics) of my activities? Here we go!

 After nearly 5 hours in the car with my Mom we finally arrive in Wilmington. The original plan was to check out Historic Wilmington as we waited for our check in time in Carolina Beach. However, we were so turned around (technically we shouldn’t have been anywhere NEAR Wilmington yet, considering we were going down I-40. Which I saw the end of …very interesting to see a sign that California is quite a few miles away) we completely missed the turn off for the perserved town.  So instead we ended up heading towards Pleasure Island, which consists of Carolina Beach and Kure Beach (pronounced Kur-ee, we learned that quite quickly after being corrected numerous times by the overbearing maid at the hotel). Oh did I mention the bridge we had to cross over that was about 2 miles long? And my fear of bridges over water? Yeah that was freaking GREAT. 

 This picture was taken as I was whimpering curled into the floorboard of my mother’s little bitty car.

Eventually we were able to check into the hotel, and found it was not exactly what we were expecting. Hole in the wall, that’s the best way to explain it. But it was bug free and clean as you can expect for an ocean front hotel. And after visiting the near by pier and grabbing some grub at Jack Mackarals (the best crab dip..EVER) we were off exploring…the little bit that could be explored. 
Some how we found Fort Fisher before we realized it.
Fort Fisher was one of the last strong holds in the Civil War. And what’s left of it is…well nothing really, just what looks like sand dunes with a lot of grass on top.

The exhibit about Blackbeard’s Ship was interesting though.

On Tuesday we visited the beach, which was mostly deserted. Walking along finding shells to bring back to friends (Hey I’m poor…leave me alone!), laying out, and in general just relaxing.  Considering the water was too cold in both the pool and the ocean we decided to go to Historic Wilmington… or at least attempt to find it.
 

Only one word can describe the 1700 era houses and shops: gorgeous. I was mesmerized by the beauty of the town, the buildings were perfectly perserved and as I walked down the cobblestoned roads I felt as though every step took me further into the past. I can completely understand why so many films are shot there. We decided to take a carriage ride throughout the town to get a better view and a narrative journey (and to give our aching feet a rest). Our horse was Radar, a recently rescued horse from the Amish countryside in PA that would have been put out to pasture permanently had the company not bought him.
  

After viewing a set for a new slasher film, and seeing where President Wilson lived as well as the original armory for Fort Fisher we were brought to one of the most famous sets in Wilmington, have you guess it yet?

 

Yes, my friends that would be where Dawson’s Creek was filmed. (excuse the darker picture, I couldn’t get a close shot when it was still light and in the light picture you have to look PAST the tables)
Very interesting and we had a wonderful time.

As we were preparing to leave on Wednesday we decided to go through what was the Cotton Exchange; originally a major cotton exporting center that has been turned into 30 shops and dining areas.
 

I found an interesting shop there, called the Celtic Shop. Perfect place to find a gift for my roomie since she had taken care of both my mom and my animals while we were away. And I did find the perfect gift…
 A blessed rosary, from Ireland.

(Backstory: She gave her original beads to a friend once she found out she had a terminal disease, as it is custom to give the blessings to those who need it more than yourself. Though most of you do not know my room mate, and do not know the constant struggle for her to live daily life as normal as possible. Please trust, that she needs this more than anyone else I know.)

So I spent the little money I had to spend on myself for a reminder on her. For something I believe will bring her strength in the hard times she will undoubtly face. Obviously I had both the owner of the store and my mother in tears as we were leaving.

Being that where I live is predominately a Baptist area, it is extremely hard to find rosaries, and I was more than excited to get home to give her this.

I did learn quite a few things on this mini vacation:
*My mother and I can, in fact, get along by ourselves for several days.
* Kure Beach is actually Kur-ee…
* Wilmington is wonderful, and I would love to live there…which may happen. More on this later.
* True beauty is seeing your best friend accepting a gift from you and knowing that their tears show hope in their future for the first time since you’ve know them.

 

Enjoy the slideshow below of some of the other pics I took from the trip.

 
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Hope you all have a fantastic day!
Much Love,
K

I’m sorry, did you WANT to work?

Yesterday at about 2ish in the afternoon, most of us were droning on in our little cube worlds (technically I was reading blogs, trying to catch up…shh). When suddenly you heard -BOOM- and the power went out. After a few collective gasps my office stopped, expecting the lights to come back on. After about 10 minutes we realized they probably wouldn’t be coming back on anytime soon. And most of us started wondering around, gossiping and whatnot. I called my roomie (she works right up the street from me) and found she too had no power, resulting in a few mins of terror at her work place. She works at a retirement home, that just so happens to have high elopement risks. Yeah, you can imagine the choas. So glad I do not work there anymore.

While we were waiting to see if we were going to have to stay or not myself and two other co-workers were looking at pictures from one of their birthday parties the night before, and I suddenly remember…hey I have my camera!

So there you go. The one with the pink stripes is my cousin (who just found out she’s having a boy!!!) and the one in the red stripes is V (it was her birthday party). Happy Birthday if you’re reading this!!

About 10 minutes after this picture was taken, HR dismissed us for the day. (wohoo!) Apparently there had been an accident and the car happened to pick the pole that had the transformer. Causing the entire street to go down. This is the busiest street in my town folks, needless to say it got ugly. Traffic lights were old, the entire shopping center beside of us went out with people inside, people in elevators etc.

To avoid the craziness I decided to go through the mall parking lot that is on the other side of my work. When I spotted a very familiar car with a HUGE horde (WoW reference…forgive me) symbol on the back. Ah ha! Mim’s husband just so happened to be working at his store! And being that I’m nosey, I went in and chitchatted with him and a guy I went to school with for a bit. (this caused a sudden realization on the 6th I have been out of school for 5 years…ouch.)

So that was the excitment of the day, probably the week. And I got to get out of work two hours early and got paid! WOHOO!!!

This will be my last post until next Thursday.  I will be sure to take plenty of pictures sadly the hotel we’ll be staying at does not have wireless so my taking the laptop will be useless. But I’m taking it anyway to download the pictures.

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend and next week. 

Much Love,
K

Ow….ow….OW…

Ok, Mim has talked about her morning routine with Yoga On Demand. (yay for free!) However, last weekend when she showed me what channel it was- she failed to mention the prompt ass kicking I was going to have. I am giving her props right now, I wanted to die.

So I figured today was the beginning of a new month, why not begin my own routine now?
HOLY FREAKING COW. It has been years since I’ve done (read as attempted) yoga, years since my body has twisted itself into odd positions and “breathing” while doing so.  I’m going to be awesome at twister after I get used to it again.

I knew I was out of shape (obviously, hello) but holy crap, getting into warrior 1…let’s just say it didn’t happen the way it was supposed to. You’re supposed to start in the general position of laying on your stomach, with your fingers completely splayed as well as your toes and “gently” roll up (blah blah a few more moves) all the while “breathing”…there was no breathing..there was gasping. I would like to make the statement that they need a yoga for 1. fat people and 2. heavy chested fat people. By the time I made it to the warrior 1 position, I felt like my leg was twisting into a pretzel by itself. As if on queue my roomie walked into the living room and promptly busted out laughing at my failed attempt to be graceful. And she continued to snicker as I finished the 10 minutes of hell, knowing I couldn’t make her do it (2 knee surgeries + yoga= not going to happen).

It was amazing, I feel so refreshed and alive!! I had forgotten how great you feel after the toture and that’s what makes the awkward stances so wonderful! So Mim has made a believer out of me again, and you should try it too.

Also, 3 days until the beach…just saying.

Much Love,
K

I couldn’t think of something witty to write…

…for my title. Lame, I know. Hell I’m just happy to be able to focus two seconds to write that. So we all know what happens when Kim becomes scatterbrained…bullet post.
*Yesterday I met up with my mother to do some pre-beach shopping. I love shopping with my mom, she’s hilarious. She has a phobia of prints; not the small barely noticeable print. Just the large mumu wannabe prints. That just so happen to look good on her. I will not let her live it down. Ever.

*Did I mention that I now have two new shirts and a new pair of capris from the said shopping excursion with my mom?

*Also yesterday my mom visited my place of employment for the first time in the three years I’ve been working here. Is it bad when people automatically know she’s my mother? Sort of scares me.

*I have begun the packing process. It seems not many understand the “packing process”, such as my room mate who thinks I’m insane for being half way packed already. We’re leaving at 5am, do you think I want to be up late on Sunday trying to throw crap into bags? That’s when you forget important things…like razors or toothbrushes…or clothes in general. 

(sidenote: Why is it called a toothbrush when in fact you are brushing your “teeth”?)

*I realized today is Wednesday and I have yet to find a swimsuit yet. Eh, oh well…guess I’ll go naked. I was kidding. Maybe…

Hope you have a great day!

Much Love,
K

P.S. Everyone like the new header/banner I made?

Ok I give…

I would like to give you all a taste of what my work day is like. In the company(ies) that I work for I handle various projects; however, my main “job” is the tax programs for all 6 or 7 companies. Yes, you can wince at that. Apparently they thought I enjoyed dealing with the IRS so much I should handle completely different branches of the taxes tree.
Well that’s part of my everyday normal…boring…tasks. And as I have stated in a blog or two before, I am the front line for the claims department. If you call one of our companies, you are going to talk to me. Joyful, I know. Contain yourselves for one moment while I share my latest stupid person of the day call.

Me: Claims department, this is Kim how can I assist you?
Caller: Hello?
Me: Claims department, how can I help you sir?
Caller: Is this the claims department?
Me: Uhm..yes sir, what can I help you with?
Caller: So is this the place I call for claims?
Me: (beginning to hit my head on my desk) yes sir. WHAT can I HELP you with?
Caller: Well OBVIOUSLY I need to file a claim, what about that can you not understand?
Me: (gritting teeth) Sir, are you certian the claim has not already been set up?
Caller: How am I supposed to know that?
Me: What is the policy number?
Caller: I don’t know.
Me: Ok…what is the name of the business?
Caller: I don’t know.
Me: Sir. How am I supposed to help you without any information?
Caller: Can’t you look it up by the address?
Me: No. Only by Policy Number, Claim Number, Claimant Name, or your Name. Do you have one of those?
Caller: I wouldn’t have a claim number yet!! I haven’t turned it in.
Me: (silently mouthing WHY?! to the sky) I understand that, have you contacted your agent yet?
Caller: Why would I contact the agent? I am the agent!
Me: Are you kidding me?
Caller: No. I’m with Mr. SO and SO Company
Me: And you mean to tell me you haven’t a single bit of information regarding OUR insured?
Caller: Uh I have a policy number…?

As you can expect, it got uglier from there. I do NOT get paid enough.

Also, I’m counting down the days until I am going to the beach! I took the entire week off even though I’ll only be at the beach for 3 days. Hopefully I will not come back burnt to a crisp.

Yesterday (apparently) Hilary Clinton decided to come to our extremely small town. Much to the chagrin of many here. (Hi, we’re in the south guys) But she didn’t tell anyone until Oh I don’t know SUNDAY NIGHT. So suddenly after the news everyone was freaking out. Shutting down roads and what not. For all of you who read this blog that think someday you’ll be doing this…how about giving some small town folks a little bit more of a warning. I barely got off of my road before they started shutting down everything. Insane. Absolutely insane.

Hope you all have a great day!

Much Love,
K

Yay Cap’n Crunch and this is my I’m lazy post…

It’s a sad day when you get excited about eating Captian Crunch. Yes, I’m very well aware that it isn’t good for me and full of sugar…but I wanted it so I had it. Lol. It’s better than going to get a biscuit or something fried, right? Ok I’m just trying to make myself feel better. I probably should have made my packet of oatmeal or had my yogurt. But it’s Friday that makes it excusable, right?

I was pleasently surprised when I arrived home from work yesterday, my room mate had already mowed the entire yard (Yay). I probably should have right then and there put on my running clothes and went for my walk. But I didn’t, instead I got on the laptop and she got on her desktop and we proceeded to play WoW like nobody’s business. Why? Because I’m lazy, OH and she ran down my ipod…so it needed to be charged.

So I figure if I go ahead and get my BS excuses out in a post I couldn’t use them any longer. I’m not sure when tested if this theory will work, but it never hurts to try. Maybe if I were actually doing this for me I’d feel differently and actually care. This is because I was tricked into joining this stupid contest. Knowing well that I will be able to lose it faster I have quite a few advantages over the others. I guess in the end I’m afraid I’m going to be like my mother who is constantly dieting. I mean ALL the time. No she isn’t large, but she has battled her weight all her life as well. And being that I used to be HUGE, I’m fairly content with where I am.

However, dispite all of this I have already lost 2lbs!! Go me! Without even trying. Sort of makes you wonder how much I would lose if I were trying.

Hope you all have a great Friday and have a safe weekend!!

Much Love,
K

So what if I want to be a critic…

So I have to say how upset I am that I missed American Idol last night. Apparently it was Sir/Lord (depends on how you look at it) Andrew Lloyd Webber night. However, thanks to the magic of YouTube I did see the finalists singing to some interesting song choices. 

And I am willing to admit that David Cook nailed “Music of the Night” until the end of it. Then again I’m a traditional person :-). Is anyone else tired of Randy’s rambles? “It’s lava YO!” Whatever. Lol.

And I’m surprised that David Archuleta (or whatever his name is) decided to sing ”Think of Me”, and I didn’t like it. But hey he did a good job considering it’s technically written for a woman to sing in the top range of vocals. Then again maybe I’m partial to a woman singing it, which is the likely case.

Carly Smith was pretty good at “Jesus Christ Superstar”. If Mim was watching this she would have been happy someone did that show  Lol.

Brooke White- eh. No I don’t think I’ll comment on her. Then again Evita isn’t one of my favorites anyway. The stop/sudden stop distracted me and I lost interest almost instantly. 

Syesha Mercado- Holy Cow. She did really good. I predict she’ll be on Broadway

And Jason Castro- Really…”Memory”? Not so much…ugh!
Anyway, I guess it really doesn’t matter what I think. I didn’t vote
I just wanted to change up my posting a little bit, sue me

Hope you all are having a great day!

Much Love,
K