AIMLESS ALPHA

I dunno why I titled it that – Sassy’s watching Jerry Springer at her desk on her lunch break – bad TV much?  Aaaaand that’s what the episode’s called.  It’s too good NOT to use.

Tricky.  Tricky tricky tricky.  Where do I begin with Tricky Dick?

She’s evil.  She started at my company about nine months after I did.  She’s been a CPA, finance manager, and VP of Finance.  Are you kidding me? 

When they were interviewing to backfill my counterpart’s position (more on the old counterpart later, cause it’s crazy), I expressed my opinion that no – she shouldn’t be hired.  I’m like five years out of collegio, yo.  So what…my meager years of accounting experience should be aligned with hers?  I don’t think so. 

But of course…Shamwow being the asshole she is, made an offer (and tried to keep it from me, I might add).  I found out.  And now I work with a woman twenty years my senior (and twenty years more work experience, of course).  And damn is she one eager beaver.  Sassy actually used the adverb “eagerbeaveredly” the other day.  As in, “Of course Tricky eagerbeaveredly ran over to my desk.”  And of course – even though she can’t remember basic things, like where we have OFFICES in the US, she thinks she’s in charge. 

And she’d stab her own mother in the back to get ahead (not unlike Shamwow).  Aimee don’t play that game.  Yes, I just used third-person.  Deal.

And because she also has experience in Sassy’s field, she bosses Sassy around – and naturally, the Rickety Cricket couldn’t care less.  His rickety ass would break a hip bone trying to even walk over to Sassy’s desk. 

I keep remembering all these playas, yall.  So many.

In case you couldn’t notice, I can’t decide on a frickin blog theme.  Tagline, obvi.  I see dumb people.  It’s true.  They’re all around.  They don’t even know they’re stupid.

On to bigger and better.  It’s Friday and that means party in Seatown.  Except for Aimee – I’m exhausted.  So screw it.  I’ll go to happy hour, have one drink, and be toasted.  Cheap and easy – like me.