Last night after work, Sarah and I went to a this bar down the street. It's all done up in neon, and looks like a Canadian strip club. Seriously, we were shocked that there was no stripper pole! And I totally woulda used that thing, too. Heh. I was all kinds of sad that I forgot my camera. Which gives me an excuse to go back.
We ordered our drinks and spent the next two hours talking (bitching? gossiping?) about work, men, family, and the crappy waitress who didn't check on us for an hour.
And it was exactly what I needed.
As much as Pete listens and tries to understand, it's like anyone's job : you don't understand all the in-fighting and politics and suck unless you work there. And, unless I've had the Worst.Day.Ever. I generally won't talk about work stuff with Pete. He's the most supportive guy, but I'd rather enjoy the time we have together.
I also needed it because it'd been a super-stressful day at work, and only another co-worker would understand why it was hilarious when a certain someone *slammed* down paperwork on her desk and stormed off to a conference room. And why it was awesome that I was called into that conference room five minutes later, and laid the smack down. Yes, I did.
I don't know what happened to the meek, "yes, ma'am" Jenni who didn't stick up for herself. But that girl? She's gone. I'm by no means confrontational. I just learned that I have a right to speak the truth if someone else is speaking crap. And to do it in a polite, respectful way that still gets my point across.
And cracks my supervisor up.
Around 6:30, Pete and his new co-workers joined us. They are awesome! They're mostly really young (early- to mid-twenties), loud, and funny. So much fun to hang out with. I can understand why he's loving the new job so much.
We had a few more drinks with them and grabbed dinner on the way home.
I spent the rest of the night playing my new DS game (Final Fantasy : Crystal Cronicals. Yes, I am a geek. But it just might be the cutest game I've played yet.) before we went to bed.
Today has been crazy busy, and meeting-ful.
But I'm out of here in an hour. Nikki and I are heading to our favorite hole-in-the-wall to talk about non-work stuff (since we spent awhile today talking about in work stuff) and some $2 wells.
The rest of this weekend is going to be full of painting the new apartment. Heh.
I say that, but really : it's craploads of work! I have really good intentions, and I LOVE the idea of waking up to non-white walls. But margaritas and sun might just win out.
Plus Stace & Mike want to meet up. And who can justify painting when there's laughing and friends and good food?
*sigh*
I am weak.
Friday, May 23, 2008
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