Work Tumbler

The work tumbler spat me out today. It seems like every day I go to battle at work. Some days are good and some are bad. I must realize at all times, I am a cog in the machine and I can only do so much before it is out of my control.

So with that being said, V line is going down tonight at midnight shift because we don't have boxes. Boxes are coming at 7 tomorrow. Best I can do. I will address the problem tomorrow to see if there was anything else I could do.

I had to chase after My. and Ken to get them to get me production staff for A. line plus there is a a req. coming in so we will have even more people. Yea kind of. But training will take them a while. Ugh. But anyway we should be able to make A. line orders if the machines will cooperate and make good parts.

Chubby is a friend, I should have not let my guard down as much as I did with her today. I think of her almost as a mother at work. She just has the calming everything will be fine feel about her.

ugh. what else? Oh yeah. I have been told My. is a backstabber by two different people now and implied by a couple others. I need to keep my eye out for him. That and he doesn't even know what my job title is. He thought I was an engineer this Monday. I mean seriously? I don't know why. It was really weird, at least Tom corrected him, but I was really embarrassed. It wasn't like that I was pretending to be one, but the fact that he didn't know shows what his carelessness/selfishness? I'm not sure. I'm not sure about many things with work right now....but one thing I do know for sure is that the dishes and a bath are waiting for me.

Ah a book and wine. What else do I need other then a puppy?