My day off

My boss asked me to work today. Friday at around 2pm he came up to me and asked if I could work a few hours today. I started to say yes, then I remembered that today was Saturday, and Valentine's Day. I don't work on Saturday and I sure as hell didn't want to be stuck there on Valentine's Day. I said it all depended on whether or not anyone was coming to see me this weekend. I didn't think anyone was. The last time I spoke to The Boy, I told him to call me when he was through being a dick. Needless to say, I was planning on spending Valentine's Day all by myself. Anyhoo, I knew that my boss wanted me to come in on my day off to work on something that isn't even important. This is the same project I stayed late for one day and came in early for the next that he didn't need done. The same thing that was a complete waste of my time two weeks ago because he had no meeting or appointment planned for it. I had no intention of coming in on Saturday to do it again.

My supervisor found out that I was asked to come in on Saturday. Here is the conversation between my supervisor and the president of the company (my boss) that everyone in the office was in plain hearing of:

Supervisor: Why do you want Beth to come in tomorrow? She can't come in
because she's having sex with her boyfriend this weekend. She
hasn't seen him in weeks and she's not coming in here on
Valentine's Day.
Pres: Well, she has to think what's more important, sex with her boyfriend or
her job.
Supervisor: I'd say on her day off, it would be sex with her boyfriend.

There I sat all red faced listening to them discuss me in front of everyone as if I wasn't there. Just a little embarrassing. Everyone at work thinks my fuckbuddy is my boyfriend. It has to be that way because my brother also works for the company as a subcontractor, and he thinks Eric is my boyfriend as well. It's safer that way. My brother likes Eric right now, and I wouldn't want Eric to wake up dead because my brother has flipped out and killed him.

Eric called around 5pm on Friday and asked if I would like some company, and of course I did. I wasn't expecting him though. I usually get more notice. My room was a disaster area and I hadn't shaved my legs or anything. It all worked out though because he didn't get here until after 8pm. I called my boss this morning and told him I couldn't come in because I had company from out of town, and that I would do whatever it was he needed done before I left work on Monday. I just know he was thinking about me having sex with my "boyfriend". Too creepy.

posted by Beth 10:28 PM . . .

Pilates update #2

waist = 0.5 inches
hips = 0.5 inshes
thighs = 0.5 inches
week loss 1.5 inches
grand total loss 3 inches

Booyah!! Someone at work told me yesterday that my pants looked looser. Takes so little to make me happy. I think everyone who loves me should go to this site and order me many hundred Chick-O-Sticks. I loves them so much! I've been wanting one for ages and can't find them anywhere. Damie sent me the link in an email. There are also candy dots which made me think of Holly, and Wonka's Bottlecaps which just made me think of me again. Yes, I think the perfect reward for all my hard work and determination with the inches losing thing would be a giant box of Chick-O-Sticks, don't you?

posted by Beth 10:28 PM . . .

It's official

I am once again totally addicted to Tetris. Even as I write this, I have visions of rotating, inter-locking, geometric shapes floating in my head. I couldn't fall asleep last night until after 3am because I was playing a game in...my...head. This isn't good. Not good at all.

posted by Beth 11:33 PM . . .